You warned of this sun solstice start
In you, I should not place my heart
Fault mine, to cry piteously
For soft like autumn leaves I fell
A spark winter kindled to swell
I did not heed seriously
My heart grew sore, as spring returned,
With summer’s kiss, I now stand spurned
Year of loving dangerously
Today the idea of this challenge is to substitute words of our own into the well-known titles of novels or movies and write a poem from there. I played with The Year of Living Dangerously by Peter Weir.
National Poetry Month Day 14
Today I write dangerously with a Nove Otto.
The Nove Otto poetry form is a nine-lined poem with 8 syllables per line. The rhyme scheme is as follows: aabccbddb