Rose Coloured Lies
Rose Coloured Lies*
Dark is the night of my years
Stained is your note with my tears
Dropped from my hand…
Windows reflect all my fears
Shattered by fragmented weirs
Beneath the rand
Rose among thorns with no shears
Coloured last blush no one hears
Lies in times sand.
--DARK
STAINED DROPPED
WINDOWS
SHATTERED BENEATH
ROSE COLOURED
LIES…--
deborahburch©
07/23/2012
I call this form: VIRELETTE*
It is like the Virelai in its structure of line and syllable make-up...the variation
is with the word beginning each line. Each word combined in sequence creates another poem, which is a synopsis of the original poem...LET ME KNOW WHAT YOU THINK... :) deb
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