She Wore Blue Dress, Flowers Her Laurel Crown
She Wore Blue Dress, Flowers Her Laurel Crown
She had only soft blue skies and romance
Attending angels at her beck and call
A golden life, with nothing left to chance
All her lovers came from Valhalla's halls.
A beauty, with glowing emerald eyes
With red lips begging ravishing desires
A true vixen, fallen from moonlit skies
Siren setting hungry souls on fire!
She wore blue dress, flowers her laurel crown
This I confess, her kisses honeyed gems
Remember her in lush silk morning gown
Brightest golden thread adorning its hem.
Her red lips, havens of hottest retreat
Hands begging to be held, heart pleading more
Manna, a lover would relish to eat,
Visions of paradise's welcoming shore!
She had only soft blue skies and romance
Attending angels at her beck and call
A golden life, with nothing left to chance
All her lovers came from Valhalla's halls.
Robert J. Lindley, 6-01-2020
Romanticism, ( From A Memory, A Vision, A Youthful Treasure )
Note:
This poem was inspired by my reading of Lady
Labyrinth's truly magnificent poem, titled-
"Horus in Paradise", this is my tribute and
homage paid to a very, fine poetess, and for
such an inspirational poem that gave rise to me
setting pen to hand and composing on the spot.
Syllables Per Line:
10 10 10 10 10 10 10 10 0 10 10 10 10 10 10 10 10 0 10 10 10 10
Total # Syllables:200
Total # Words::::140
Edit - Awarded Poem Of The Week- 6/07/2020
Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2020
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