Mel Merrill Poet Imagism

Such a Pretty Maiden

Life's latitude leant over full,
The judgment perished too--
It was the limit of my dreams,
But just the least of you.

What ailed this pretty maiden?
For it puzzled me to know--
As the blushing birds set down to drink
And the shadows trembled so.

A maiden guised in motherhood,
Constrained as well, a wife--
Life's latitude leant over full
Though less for such a life.

Could I but ride indefinite
As doth the meadow-bee--
I would dally in the garden
Till I set the maiden free!

~M

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Arthur Vaso June 16, 2014 at 1:01 AM Mel , what a delightful poem, this is great!!!! Mel Merrill June 16, 2014 at 5:16 AM Thank you Arthur. Happy you had the chance to read this, and I'm especially glad you liked it. Have a great week, my friend...Mel :)

Andrea Dietrich June 13, 2014 at 5:32 PM this is a very pretty and lilting poem!! I enjoyed the read. Mel Merrill June 13, 2014 at 11:53 PM I appreciate your kind words, Andrea. Thanks for the visit and for the read :)

Skat A June 12, 2014 at 5:11 PM A great poem Mel, keep what you love best. No need in setting the maiden free :) I say be greedy. It works for me. ha-ha I'm joking. Amazing write, I sure love it............SKAT Mel Merrill June 12, 2014 at 11:58 PM Hi SKAT :) Good to see ya, hon' I'm sooo glad you wrote me on this, cuz I was going to free the maiden and be all alone :( You've changed my life lol Thanks for the visit and compliment--for reals...xxx...mel :)

Casarah Nance June 11, 2014 at 7:21 AM Oh great. set the maiden free... nice Mel Merrill June 11, 2014 at 10:32 AM Isn't it?

Jan Allison June 11, 2014 at 6:06 AM Oh I see the birds and the bees are at work again Mel! - such a clever write as ever. Hugs Jan xxxx Mel Merrill June 11, 2014 at 10:42 AM Hi Jan. I guess that's an image that clings like a winter chill. As my poems are a reflection of who I am, you can expect more nights, roses and even some birds and bees. Be well, my friend...xxx...Mel :)

Eileen Manassian June 11, 2014 at 4:38 AM Mel, You have such lovely cadence in your writes. They flow beautifully. No pauses. No awkwardness. The content of this one resonates strongly with me. A wonderful piece that enchants. Mel Merrill June 11, 2014 at 10:44 AM Thank you, darlin'. I put a lot of thought into this piece. Now it belongs to the ages. Hugs and smiles...Mel :)