Green where green should not be. |
As a baby emerging from your mother’s womb, countenance was flesh colored, or so I assume, or a rosy-red pink with a hint of off white and as newborn female you were no doubt delight. Now with decades long past, I would not have believed that a face metamorphosis could be achieved... that a face could be changed to the color of green sour tart, unappealing so hateful obscene homophobic and racist self-righteous to wit, with a Granny Smith face you were ready to spit in the flesh-colored face of the one who would ask you to silence such garbage--I took you to task. (Oh with little green men there are faces no doubt with the green pigmentation inherent throughout. But if little green men held their Bibles up high, and spewed hatred about I would have to ask why.) With a cousin estranged, I write many a verse about arrogance, disrespect--could not be worse. As you grew to adulthood, maturing got lost with unripe countenance at a serious cost. 20 Lines (Anapestic Tetrameter) Writer’s Cramp 3-18-15 _______ Anapestic tetrameter is a poetic meter that has four anapestic metrical feet per line. Each foot has two unstressed syllables followed by a stressed syllable. In the above poem, I will use the last line as an example: “with unripe countenance at a serious cost.” Stressed in this line are, “ripe,” “ance,” “ser,” and “cost.” |