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For the A-Z Poetic Form Contest, Diatelle style. A poem of extreme emotion. |
| A Diatelle form with a syllable count (#) and rhyme pattern (letter) of 1a-2b-3b-4c-6b- 8c-10c-12a-10c-8c-6b-4c-3b-2b-1a Perception Dreams. My eyes Tell me lies When I see you. I don’t see a disguise, I want my vision to be true. Your sparkling eyes, your hair an auburn hue; Yet the person standing there is not what she seems. Fifty years ago I was wed to you, Then at your grave I said adieu. This mirage I despise, Airy as dew. My heart dies, Decries, Screams. |