Poetic License
Poetic License
Pure Frustration
If I could not
Kiss you with my sonnets
Explain you symbolically
Or say “I love you”
In metaphorical ambiguities
Like Braille, I’ve felt tipped over you
With my flair
For words
My paper is kodachrome canvas
And in a split second thought
I’ve blown up a verbose
Enlargement of your essence
Blessed am I
Above all lonely women in love
I can illuminate with alliteration
And say
Marvelous, money hungry, miserly, macho man
You’re missing
I can, at anytime
Anyplace
Make out in meters
And when it comes to it
Write down, whatever
Fast, faster, fastest, forever
And sleep.
2/20/16
This was my first poem on PS. It was written in 1976 and revised prior to submission. I was young, in love and wrote free verse much more then but now I feel the need to rhyme everything in a sense of completeness.
Copyright © Janis Thompson | Year Posted 2016
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