I don’t think I have posted this before, but it has a few stanzas and I am going to try to use the solution that Denise over at.. Adeeyoyo.wordpress.com, offered. I have been given a few different suggestions to try, and I would like to thank all of you for your offerings; Beth Ann at.. It’s just life. wordpress.com, and Carl there at.. I know I made you smile.wordpress.com. And also.. L.T.L. at zaurs.wordpress.com, and to all of you, thanks again.
Have a more than mundane Monday,
Dancing silver slippers,
spawned, with silver spoon,
and silver tongue and laughter,
drawn in, the young men swoon.
Silver streaks of moonlight,
reflect, off silver steel.
With silver coins, bet on the side,
as to whom, the blade would feel.
Then be laid beneath, the golden cross,
gold coins upon his eyes.
Nevermore, to see her golden hair,
nor one more, gold sunrise.
Pierced to crimson’s heart,
the steel, now staining red,
with the living standing over him,
his final words, he said.
“Give all my love,
to the one you’ll hold.
But I advise to you,
may I, be so bold.”
“Beware her golden charm,
and silver chain,
sever now, the link.
Else wear, this scarlet stain.”
That works for me, thanks for the idea Denise. Kind of gives it some character too, I think.
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