A Post a Day, #8

So today was super slow at work today. I decided to spend my time on the bus working on a character for my NaNoWriMo story, rocking out to Robin Thicke and The Love Club (don't judge me). I don't think I even mentioned this before, but I work at a store called Teavana... anyway, it was so slow at work today I spent of my time just trying out different tea combinations and thinking about how much I just wanted to go home and write. Well, I'm home now and I have no desire to write at all. Maybe after I get done with this post I'll feel more like writing, but right now... just... no.

Anyway, today's post is going to be an old poem of mine. Mostly because I don't feel like writing anything new and recycling old stuff is a 'good' way to keep up with my blog postings. This poem was inspired by Valentines Day~ and it is what the poem is actually about.

Oh sweet lycathian flower,
mountainous and yet soft to touch,
virtuoso in love and Bruch.
Effluvium from high tower
letting time sing of your power;
songs of passion, heart break an' such.
Blooming between space too much,
love is all you e'er devoure.
Young heart sweetened along Fool's way,
make your soil rich for harrow
lest you fall for those of Fae.
Past blood filled flesh is where it's found
sent to you on Cupid's arrow;
sweet lycathian blooms today.

Again, my sonnet writing skills need some work. But at least I'm attempting to write in a meter... I'm not actually doing it, but whatever. I'm not a fan of how blunt my rhymes were in this, but I'm not really a fan of sonnets to begin with, so even if I had made my rhymes all nice and euphoric I think I would still not like them.

Anyway, this piece was originally called Sonnet for Valentine's and I actually posted it on Valentines Day on facebook. I liked how it stood out from all the sappy, "I love you"s that were going on all day that day. Only three people ended up liking it, but whatever~

As always, happy writing and let me know what you think of my poetry and all the other stuffs I've been posting. I would like to know that I'm just now talking to myself via my computer.