Weep Not, Daughter Poem by John Sensele

Weep not, daughter of virtue
When the ruby by your side scrams
Into the hexing arms of an elusive statue
Hypnotized by erotic charms.

Weep not, daughter of substance
When the sapphire in your pad
Slips away with impertinence
Conjured, contrived, concocted to leave you sad.

Weep not, daughter of Venus
When a will-o-the-wisp like a chameleon
Splutters discordant dies into his Uranus
Orbit while you rejig your romantic pavilion.

Weep not, daughter of Eve
When Adam's prodigal pauper
Pulls another sleight of heart up his sleeve
Because he ain't nothing but a rabid rapper.

Weep not, daughter of valour
When a naïve nincompoop takes to flight
Onto a pesky pavement of sentimental squalor
As you assert, 'Right riddance of a seamy slight'.

Weep not, daughter of control
When wads of notes from your purse evaporate
As vigilance and virtue you extol
To buttress frugality which assessors highly rate.

Weep not, daughter of patience
When ripples on your horizon feature
To destabilize your emotional balance
As advisors ban romantic literature.