More Words I Said
A Speaking Acrostic Sonnet
More words I said to her hovering self
Over her rainbow she was being fair
Reading a page in my book on the shelf
Entertained her barrette-tightened short hair
Where are the words that cannot be altered
Or at least misperceived by extension
Relaxing may have been a state faltered
Directing from above an ascension
Selflessness is a type of perspective
Invigorating white and grey matter
Some words can give tongue to an objective
As long as they do not firstly flatter
I said more words as she returned to Earth
Different terms as she was giving birth
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Yeah! she alluded with her earrings under her orange hat.
Did she mean yes, as she moved them to the beat of my heart’s scat?
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The final two lines are a mantinada, which typically consists of a Cretan 15-syllable rhyming couplet. Mantinades is the plural.
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Mylène Farmer and Seal - Les Mots (The Words)
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Patrick M. Ohana
A medical writer who reads and writes fiction and some nonfiction, although the latter may appear at times like the former. Most of my pieces (over 2,200) are or will be available on Shakespeare's Shoes.
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