On the tip of her tongue the words wait to escape
Though they scream between lines, penning pain to her face
In the dark she is flame, in the light she is dim
Her heart skips…..a beat, she sinks deep into him
In his arms, burdens rise, featherweight floating free
In his eyes she sets sail, anchors thrown to the sea
Under moonlight they dance between shadows and shine
She is tulips in winter, he’s her reason and rhyme
My attempt at Anapestic Tetrameter. Yes, say that 3x. We are playing with meter at dVerse Poets Pub. Bjorn is our host, leading us fearlessly into form poetry at Meeting the Bar. For me, it was a challenge. A bit of a hop, skip and jump from free verse.
This is excellent… you managed to capture a story, and the drive of the poem is excellent. I especially love the reason and rhyme…
Thanks so much, Bjorn. So glad the effort had that effect in the end. Thank you for the challenge!
You’ve got the anapestic rhythm, rhyme and a spring feeling here Mish! I love the lines:
‘In the dark she is flame, in the light she is dim’
and
‘She is tulips in winter, he’s her reason and rhyme’.
Thank you, Kim. 🙂
A beautiful, lighthearted love poem. Like the dance your heart does when you fall in love 🙂
Aww, that’s a sweet way to put it. Thanks, Ingrid.
I love the way this ends! Beautiful Mish.
Thank you, Linda. 🙂
Magical! I especially love those last two lines.
Thank you, Merril!
You’re very welcome.
I absolutely LOVE that last line “she is tulips in winter, he is reason and rhyme”. Beautifully romantic.
Thank you, Beverly. 🙂
So impressed. I could fill the rhythm and it seemed so effortless. The tulip image was by far my favorite.
Oh I wish it had been effortless. This was definitely out of my comfort zone. So glad you liked it. 🙂
Yes, I did, very much. 😀
This is gorgeous!
Aww, thanks Mary.
Beautiful.
Thank you so much. 🙂
Very tender snd engaging Mish, well written!
Thanks, Rob. I appreciate that.
You nailed it Mish! This was beautiful and the last line magical ☺️
Thank you, Christine!
What a lovely ballad of love that spans winter and darkness, “shadows and shine”! I think you’ve conquered the pesky anapestic tetrameter. :>)
It was a challenge. Thank you, Dora. 🙂
A great poem Mish! Love these lines…
On the tip of her tongue the words wait to escape
Though they scream between lines, penning pain to her face
Thank you, Dwight! 🙂
You are welcome!
You ain’t afraid of no tetrameter! This piece has it all, rocking the prompt. It is humorous and touching.
Beautiful poem – it flows so well, it doesn’t sound like a restricted meter (if that makes sense?).
The rhythm in this poem is wonderful … great job with a tricky challenge.
You nailed the rhythm, Mish, and very neat image. Those crocus are hardy!