How to Live Eternally

[The Rider]

Under a lemoned sun, my love casts bright shadows,
Brazen white remarks
On a black and broken mire.

At night, she wends herself between the cool stripes of midnight,
Unheedingly dodging
The entanglement of cliché.

Needless to say, safety nets are permanently required
Behind her deep brown eyes,
When a brief glance will always pervert the second's progression.

Life stands still.

And why would I want to go forward,
When my universe can only exist between her arms?

[TheFifthElement]

I'm becoming a fan Rider, again you capture amazing images beautifully.


At night, she wends herself between the cool stripes of midnight,
this is my favourite line, but there are so many.

[The Rider]

Thank you very much fifth!

[white camellia]

Unhappy is the soul enslaved by the love of anything that is mortal.

Then maybe it's the immortality one found in your verse bearing the love for the mortal 'her' that makes the one happy.

[Pendragon]

Your poems are so unique... you start off as if to do a villianelle, then drop like a sappic. A most wonderful form and you are a master of it...

Pen

[The Rider]

Thank you Camellia, and thank you Pen, it means alot to me.

[PrinceMyshkin]

There is such a wonderful balance in this between the out-rush of love and the control of form. Marvellous!