Talk to Me, My Dear

The storm has passed, but still I fear
the charge that lingers might just steer
our hearts to diff'rent hemispheres.
Please stay right here! Please stay right here!

I've never know a love like this
where time stood still with every kiss;
oh how my heart just can't dismiss
this taste of bliss -- this taste of bliss.

So talk to me, don't shut me out;
dispel my fears and budding doubts
with gentle words that heal and shout
our love still sprouts -- our love still sprouts.

The storm has passed, but still no cheer;
the way we wade through this frontier
forecasts our future life, my dear.
Allay my fears!  Allay my fears!

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A note on form:  The above verse is a monotetra.  I've spoken to this form before in two separate pieces here on LFA.  In actuality, I started this piece just after posting my first, (Smush) Like a Bug.  I made it through a stanza and a half before I meandered away.  I found my way back today (and yesterday).  And as I said in previously, while it has a fun sound to it (making it fun to read/listen to), writing to this form can be rather frustrating.  Of course that probably has more to do with my aversion to rhyming.

Loss & Rebirth

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A note on form:  This piece follows the form of a monotetra.  Mono = each stanza ends with a single set of rhyming words.  Tetra = I like to think of the two ways:  (1) it is written in tetra meter; (2) tetra means four and there are four lines to each stanza.  You'll also notice the last line of each stanza has a special structure; the first four syllables are repeated as the last four syllable.  Even though I chose not to write this piece in iambic tetra meter, I still like the sound of the form with its final repetition in each stanza.

(Smush) Like a Bug

you stole my heart before I knew

the truth behind the lies you spewed;  

no longer will I be subdued!  

be gone with you! be gone with you!  

  

I thought our love was free to fly,  

but I was wrong - you can't deny;  

you tied me down with every lie!  

I will not cry!  I will not cry!  

  

though every part of me's in pain,  

I won't allow the tears to rain  

to satisfy your heart - so vain!  

I shall restrain!  I shall restrain!  

  

now go before my wrath takes flight

and squishes you with all its might;

it has a healthy appetite!

die parasite! die parasite!

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A note on form:  I find the monotetra to be quite a fun form to read--not necessarily one to write, though it does have its moments.  (Though not fond of writing in rhyme, it does give off a nice ring.)  While I'm not 100% sure whether the intent for the form was to be written in iambic tetrameter, I decided to give it a whirl (to the best of my ability).