Jump to content
The Pen is Mightier than the Sword

A duet (of sorts)


Cerulean

Recommended Posts

Oh Harpy would you walk this way and join me in my musing?

I’m trying to define romance and finding it confusing.

Does it gain lift from thoughtful gifts, or kisses bathed in star-shine?

Do daisies know when plucked just so, exactly who will be mine?

 

It really is a puzzling quest , I find the task gigantic,

I think without your input dear, that it will make me frantic!

Link to comment
Share on other sites

I have no use for candy hearts, red roses or a sonnet.

Just keep your carpet stretching yards with petals strewn upon it.

I’ll shrug if I’m bedecked with pearls while men swoon at my graces,

And I shall yawn if every dawn sees duels at 40 paces.

 

Plain cash or cheque will do for me (or check if you’re pedantic)

And that’s not brash or lacking class, it’s simply unromantic. :P

Link to comment
Share on other sites

Thanks Big P! :D *eep I'm on a roll*

 

 

But Scarlett! (Cerulean cried) that's simply not an answer!

So if you're paid, you're not dismayed, if he's an awful dancer?

You don't think that a lingering look is utterly disarming?

And Peredhilian politesse is absolutely charming?

 

Come on my dear, speak without fear of what you find enticing,

If love's a fresh baked home made cake, then romance is the icing.

Link to comment
Share on other sites

She sighs and stares and pulls her hair, at Cerulean's thinking.

I just know this - it's not remiss to get that coinage clinking.

You take your cakes and fond keepsakes and I'll add up his earnings,

Romance of sorts is found in noughts, pro rata to my yearnings.

 

 

If love's the song to which we dance, it's really not surprising,

That I conclude with a non-rich dude: just why the heck should I sing!!?

Link to comment
Share on other sites

Hehe - thanks Vlad, I think the ladies are done now!

 

*Does a mad jig* - Yay! That's the first thing I've written in over a year - silly though it may have been, it's unblocked the block!

 

Don't abandon hope all ye who enter here!!!

 

Cerulean and Scarlett are chased off-screen by the Excessive Punctuation Police. Both of them are laughing their heads off*

 

 

 

* Sorry, I'm British, I tried to laugh my ass off once, but had nothing to sit on until it grew back. My head, however, I can do quite nicely without. :)

Link to comment
Share on other sites

A pleasure it was indeed to read

such agile words in metered rhyme

whose dance adds vigor, grace and life

to a tried and true but tired theme.

 

Indeed, it is in words like these

with their rhyming dance of back and forth

wherein lies the bright and priceless worth

of the romantic coin of poetry.

 

Good fun. Clever, well-crafted and wonderfully delivered. A truly delightful read from beginning to end!

Link to comment
Share on other sites

Gyrfalcon laughs and applauds as the two ladies race by, and innocently 'stumbles' into the path of the Punctuation Police, creating a multiple officer pileup

 

So sorry about that, clumsy me, didn't see anyone coming. Engrossing book, isn't that? Have you read it? What about Robert Jordan's...?

 

The police push past the half-elf, but their quarry is long gone now...

 

OOC:

 

Excellent, I like it! ^_^

Link to comment
Share on other sites

×
×
  • Create New...