Books, Ethere, Lure, POETRY

The Lure


An attempt of Ethere, a form of poetry written in ten lines, with each line accomodating the number of syllables as its line number.
A                                                                               
Dash of 
Blush cluster
On dimpled cheeks
His looks sensuous
Bated breath loquacious
Of bait, his defiant charm;
Breeze sultry, sprinkling pearly drop
On chiseled face, it trickles down
Melting to specks beneath sauve gliding touch. 

                                                                   **********

Another one : 

Books 
They smell
Of dust speckle
Engraved grey
Amidst tangled words
In its swooping sly waft
Hauled into mystic depths
Of love, truth, fear and fantasy, 
The many resplendent emotions
I succumb to lure – my retribution.
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31 thoughts on “The Lure”

  1. This is such a challengimg form and you've managed it so beautifully. Such ideas, such thoughts…. And such understated elegance in the words chosen… Awesomely done Maliny!

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