Genesis of Seduction~

This week’s featured poetry form is a bit of a challenge. It is called GENESIS. It has been devised by Walt Wojtanik, and takes its name from the musical group by the same name. The form consists of three (the last configuration of the group had three members) six-lined stanzas each with the rhyme scheme A-B-A-C-A-B (“ABACAB’ was one of the group’s big hits). There is no syllable count or any set meter.

Purple petals spread across the emerald grass

Their fragrance wafting on springs virgin breeze

I fall prey to their suggestions as they pass

To be seduced by violets is a glorious thing

I must find my slippers made of glass

For I am surely a princess in moments as these

It is no anemic and casual glance

You toss to me from across the room

We touch each other in an invisible dance

To be seduced by a lover’s eyes is a guiltless fling

Is it the heart or the eye that stirs the bud of romance?

Beneath love’s tender gaze, timid lilies bloom

In twists and swirls, you taunt and tease

With legends of spilled ink

You breathe across vast centuries

To be seduced by poetry is the pinnacle of ecstasy

Arousing keen awareness of my meager capabilities

I open my mouth to your lips, and I drink and I drink

© Janet Martin

prompted by Walt at Poetic Bloomings