Ol’ brazen Brenda, battlin’ biography,
Banters bewildered brave boatmen at sea,
Brushstrokes besieging her beleaguered brain,
Broadsided by fiction now baking insane;
Balanced between both broken and brilliant,
Buried by sorrow, bereft not resilient,
A ballyhooed author, back in the day,
‘Fore Brian betrothed her then drowned near the bay;
Basking bereavement, believing though more,
Books barely bound newly found in the store,
‘Betaken, Broad Beauty’, Brenda’s new write,
Beveled bare bitterness abruptly bright;
Barreled, brought breathless by Bernie, beloved,
A character boating where dead Brian shoved,
As buckets with bottoms knowing no end,
Begging attention did Brenda’s mind bend;
Blended for sanity, befuddled realities
Born when begins a life without boundaries,
Betterment bellows because Brenda’s words,
Boxed-up betrayal beneath binding boards.
9/18/2016
O how canst thou love thee
A begot wouldst know
With the utmost respect
For thou forsaken me
Will naught slain thy soul
Within the passeth of the day
Shall thee say nay
To gramercy
Dreadeth fool
Have you already giveth thy spirit
To not betaken me my dearest comrad
For ye will see no good morrow
Thus I shall say farewell
To then passeth of time continuum
Gramercy hast slain my heart
And hast betaken me as its slave
Giveth joyful bringings to ye
For thy canst continue
Good morrow
And may your lord forsake thee
For evermore.
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