Shake off your inner demons should their wily
hands cast you off-balance, as we are here
for the briefest of starbursts and everything is
ever-changing. The enchantress sun will always
cancel out the shadow play of doubt, for among
all our dreamscapes lies a honey promise of
our twin adventure into a gleaming future where
vows of love are writ in a stolen shaft of morning.
By hook or by crook, while the lower plane of hell is
freezing over, I shall write you an uncensored letter of
passion in which I reveal my closely guarded secrets
at once a revelation and a prediction, my heart at
its most boundless, my azure self at some pinnacle of
blossoming, as some aerial wish finally grows wings.
© N Nazir 2022
Written for dVerse Poetry Prompt, hosted by Laura, who challenges us to choose one of the given lines taken from various poems and write a stanza(s) taking each word as the start of each line, forming a type of acrostic poem. The poem should be at least 2 stanzas long and one should try to stick to the meter of their chosen line (not sure I’ve managed this bit).
The lines I chose were: “Shake hands for ever, cancel all our vows” from Michael Drayton’s Idea 61 and “By freezing passion at its blossoming” from Neil Carpathios’ poem The Kiss, which you can read more about at the dVerse page.