A.E. Rivenbark Poet Rhyme

Virago

Oh Virago, I wish thee were a Virgo
but thou snaps thy gaping jaws
Waving Cancer's claws
Thy most tenacious tongue
I come undone
No longer a shy fellow
For Thy lashings driven me yellow
Dear Virago, common courtesy
quakes
Thy curtsy shakes
Slowly I wane
Oh, most sublime pain
Supreme leisure
Am I to be the benefactor of
thine pleasure?
Thy pink lips have tinted mine blue
Most noble Virago, sainted shrew


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virago- I came across this old term when I was reading old short stories. :D basially means shrew.

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John Fleming December 11, 2014 at 1:31 PM Excellent little poem; good structure!! However, Virago has another, rather contradictory, meaning: a warrior like woman of masculine spirit and strength. Strange...but true! A.E. Rivenbark December 11, 2014 at 2:17 PM Yes, I've heard that was the original definition of it. I used it that way once as well.