Hues of blue encase my being,
nestled in the shadows of space.
Fear not brave warrior, I commit no crime,
nor ponder any such disgrace.
Steel of ice briskly floating,
carring the woes of time.
Pushing backward sludge disgust,
a maimed, crippled mind.
Intertwine thoughts of hate and love,
separated by the twine of fishermen,
yet held by an iron gate,
impossible to penetrate.
What say you brave warrior,
have you no tongue?
Sit upon the fat butt of yeast,
until the work is done.
Written by: Melvina Germain
Date: Feb.24/2007
Got no idea what that's about, but it made me laugh. Thats clever.
Melvina....I do love to read your words. Thank you for being the first to welcome me here.
Sayest thou all knights are lazy, my fair lady art thou crazy..? Melvina
powerful personification and alliteration make this a very enjoyable read. strong work and a fine read, Melvina. -Tailor
I love the words here : O) but I bet that heart has more gold then steel : O)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Brillant use of words, melvina! Loved it! Best wishes, Theo