Regret: Aphrodite
"Regret!? And why should I regret my gift?
My love and beauty all desire - all!"
Then prettily the goddess puffed and sniffed,
"I'm seafoam-sired: immortal! Not a doll!
And yet you'd trap me with your chain and ball.
This marriage set by Zeus: a dusty joke:
and now you'd wrap me in your net? The gall!
The gall! The gall! I'm weary of your smoke,
the endless fumes of forge and iron and coke,
your wounded eyes that only wish to serve!
Then serve me now! My passions have awoke."
She gasped as coarsened hands explored each curve.
Then gasped again as Aphrodite came,
and fleeting thought, "I wish he wasn't lame!"
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The form is of course, a Spenserian sonnet, which interleaves the rhyme scheme of lines from one stanza to the next.














Devious Comments
Comments
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I'm mad. You're mad. We're all mad here...
And I actually didn't intend on making it thinly veiled. I was after storyline supported by sex, without dwelling overmuch on the physical details.
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My pond aerator is bubbling as it should.
Hehehe... and the physical details aren't overly dwelt upon, but I'm in a delicate frame of mind lately and wasn't expecting a sex scene. XD
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I'm mad. You're mad. We're all mad here...
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~ Ben
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My pond aerator is bubbling as it should.
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When you wake, you shall have cake, and all the pretty little horses.
Well, I look forward to seeing your drawing about the lives of the two. Thanks for your kind words and please let me know when you've got a picture for us.
Russ
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My pond aerator is bubbling as it should.
russ
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My pond aerator is bubbling as it should.
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