A Momentary Beguin

A Momentary Beguin (Terza Rima-styled Sonnet)


The tinted rose’s spectacles do hush

Out every word to mar or conquest forth

Against defiant tower of my crush.

Act One:

Her face, the rising sun, exuberant mirth,

Her smile, full moon, patina, loud baguette,

Like broiling chocolate: cocoa, milk, and hearth.

Act Two:

Suffuse my pith with prism, her vignette,

Imbibe from fountain, eyes who offer drink;

Debauchery, mine, the greatest fear, regret.

Act Three:

Conscription, sign my soul with bloody ink,

The blood imploring for your breath’s embrace,

My right to live, consigned, you know not; synched.


Ejected, sickest grimace on my face,

Affection, hideous vagrant, now displaced.


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