Treasure Island

Miroslava Odalovic

(Montenegro)

A sonnet for a Valentine


Now let’s take this lie make it you and I
A single sonnet in stripes of zebra hides
That ride the waves of black and white tides
Take bits of word bullets for a love to die

In black and white you’re a Poison Walker
And from your lips some lethal potion
Ruined back in time all the devotion
Made you speechless frozen full time stalker

Still neither the days nor the nights can drink
Dangerous drops from your lips unspoken
Stains of justice against the love token
Neither the dark nor the lights can think

Fare thee well my number do not dial
I bid you farewell in an anti-chronic style

©Miroslava Odalovic

Submitted: Sunday, November 27, 2011

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  • Ken E Hall (12/20/2012 11:41:00 PM)

    An original grasp of the Valentine's game in a style which is not easy to command which you have done so well...regards (Report) Reply

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