To My Mistress Lock’d Away

So ‘prognosticates’ ‘violin’ ‘basil’ and ‘tarot’ are probably not 18th century words, but what the heck? Here’s my attempt:

To My Mistress Lock’d Away

THE resting moon defies its shifting clouds
And casts them off like lovers from their shrouds.
Walking home, I removed an asphodel
That sprung from wildly blossoming basil.
Between my teeth I held it like a rose
And let its petals tickle my red nose.
That’s how I lov’d you—close, in high regard.
You were my Eloise, and I your Abelard.
With nostril aim’d like Cupid’s arrow
My breath prognosticates like Tarot
That love like ours is never narrow.

If Saturn grants me one more rhyme
I’ll say my teeth may hold you for a time
But our tongues entwin’d together knew
In truth there was no me, there was no you.
Enlivened by your voice, your graceful touch;
I never knew I’d been denied so much
Until your fingers danced across my skin
And felt you play my humours like a violin.
O my asphodel! new shadows waken every day
And from their slumber hope for love’s decay.
Tho love’s day is brief, the moon goes not away.

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About Geoff Munsterman

A boy shakes his tin of pennies the bait shop turns to crickets. Their loud song drowns.
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12 Responses to To My Mistress Lock’d Away

  1. lisagailgreen says:

    I like this style from you. You seem to always be up to the task no matter the challenge.

  2. Jodi MacArthur says:

    Geoff, I’d say this is in the spirit of Shakespeare. It has the subtle humor mixed with romance. My favorite was this,
    “Between my teeth I held it like a rose
    And let its petals tickle my red nose.
    That’s how I lov’d you—close, in high regard.”

    Playful and loving. Who can’t help but fall in love?

  3. soulintention: signed .............bkm says:

    “the truth there was no me, there was no you” —my favorite line…..all is one in love….bkm

  4. Now yer on the trolly.

  5. what does that even mean?

  6. Tim Keeton says:

    So, is this reminiscent of a NineInchNails song:
    In truth there was no me, there was no you
    Oh, no, wait… that’s: There is no you; there is only me
    😉

  7. Pretty close, Tim. Of course I credit Reznor for carrying a stronger sentiment in his words than I did in mine.

  8. zumpoems says:

    Excellent — I think basil, violin and Tarot were all pretty established in Western Europe in the 18th Century.

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