Dress Me Like PoetryA Poem by Linda Marie Van TassellDress me like poetry in silk stanza stockings
Dress me like poetry in silk stanza stockings,
in pearls of metered verse on a syllabic strand. Brush rhythm through my hair and rhyme on my lashes, and paint me in tones of syntax and sonnet sand. Dangle diction diamonds to adorn my face, like cascading charms of sweet metaphoric prose. Give me blue ballad bonnet alliteration and assonant slippers with repetitious bows. With sestina skirt and connotation corset, I am the allusion and the symbol of love. I am the onomatopoeia twilight song, the euphonious moonlight that shimmers above. So dress me like poetry, in pleasant pantoum or in the cacophony of a villanelle, in the ode of hyperbole or anapest, in romantic Terza Rima or Terzanelle. Dress me like poetry with the breath of your kiss, and let your precious flower blossom in the night. Then, move mountains for this moment and disrobe me. My petals stroked by the gentle hands of moonlight. © 2010 Linda Marie Van TassellReviews
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Added on July 17, 2010Last Updated on July 17, 2010 AuthorLinda Marie Van TassellVAAboutPoetry has been my passion since I was about fifteen years old, and I love the structure of rhyme and meter moreso than just randomly throwing words upon a page without any form whatsoever. Whi.. more..Writing
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