My Wispy Wonder

My love is a wispy wonder!

Sublime but with ease torn asunder,

And long since has been waning under

The savage might

Of the ruthless plight

That casts its blighting bane

 

Like the rumble of thunder,

From whatever the blunder

I made to be going under

With much dismay,

In shades of grey,

And such a scathing pain,

 

Like my heart is in sunder,

Pinched and pillaged for plunder,

And left to be carried under

The wind and rain,

The world’s disdain,

 All spark regaining vain!

 

My love is a wispy wonder!

My love is a wispy wonder!

My love is a wispy wonder!

Much so that it’s going under!

-EDP

Reviews

[H L Rose]

My favorite aspects of this poem are your choice of ryhmes and the phrases you chose to repeat. Especially the repetition of “XX under”.

It’s fun to read through and say aloud because of how it flows. The only line that tripped me up was “I made to be going under”, because I had to read it a few times to connect it’s meaning, but that’s probably just my own faulty understanding.

Very much enjoyed reading it!

[emipoemi]

Thanks you, Hannah, yeah, this "song" as it more appropriately is, is essentially one long lamenting sentence (ish), so that line is not exactly supposed to be interpreted as a solitary line, but rather part of the whole "sentence". Glad you enjoyed it, though. It was fun to write.

[H L Rose]

Of course! I enjoyed reading it, and “Song” makes so much sense! Definitely sounds like one and the long sentence idea makes sense with that line.

[Emma]

Wow. this is quite amazing. I like it very much.

[emipoemi]

Glad you do. Thanks for reading.

[Emma]

My pleasure.