artsfartsyjanet
10-15-2002, 07:37 AM
Another class project: iambic pentameter in blank verse...here it goes.
Sue's Side
Her hair without dyes, clinging strands of black.
A band of silk screens waving in the breeze,
as if, a roll of yarn unraveled down
like water falling hundred stories high.
Her smile comes rippling… soothing stream of calm.
The shadows linger, voices speak in waves.
Frustration found in apparition's pain
to know she left this world unanswered. Sue!
You left without a trace in your demise.
Was life so painful, you must take a leave?
A girl surrounded by uncharted paths--
A path unwanting. Wishful thinking. Sue!
Away she flies across the sand of gold
in hopes of finding what she longs to grasp.
<!--EDIT|artsfartsyjanet|Oct 15 2002, 10:40 PM-->
Sue's Side
Her hair without dyes, clinging strands of black.
A band of silk screens waving in the breeze,
as if, a roll of yarn unraveled down
like water falling hundred stories high.
Her smile comes rippling… soothing stream of calm.
The shadows linger, voices speak in waves.
Frustration found in apparition's pain
to know she left this world unanswered. Sue!
You left without a trace in your demise.
Was life so painful, you must take a leave?
A girl surrounded by uncharted paths--
A path unwanting. Wishful thinking. Sue!
Away she flies across the sand of gold
in hopes of finding what she longs to grasp.
<!--EDIT|artsfartsyjanet|Oct 15 2002, 10:40 PM-->