does this poem suck? 'Tis about a pretty girl in junior high a long time ago.?

John

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THROUGH A GLASS BRIGHTLY

Her face shown
with sheen reflected tones
of bright autumn's windowed gold
her beauty's loom our first home room
her perfect skin's exquisite oil
awakened lust's intent to spoil

Her face shown
with sheen reflected tones
of friday night basketball's
winter moon walked home
her silvery sheath
her mirror skin in glint is sealed
platonic form in flesh ideal

Her eyes shown
with bright reflected tones
of monitors afire
in silent alleys labyrinth
within the sparking maze
from the cockpit of her flame
 
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