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Queen of Corfu
by Melina Raven Maness DieboldChrysogon's silk tresses
that echo her dresses
of verdigris and vermillion
Aeolus' wind caresses
as she frets and distresses
forlorn beneath her pavilion
She might not be nigh
but I can still spy
her eyes within the sky
For the moon is her iris
the billows her lashes
and the brume as her lid
Standing on the shores of Kerkyra
and subtly the Ionian plashes
our love, the Moirae forbid
Will we meet again
But dare we conspire?
Aphrodite unto ye we plea
Let our love transpire!
Bring me across the sea
to fair Chrysogon's arms!
Eros, let your arrows flee
bond me, fettered to her charms!
12/01/2004 Author's Note: number 3 of new project. I've really got lots of dreams for this particular poem. Advice is greatly appreciated. I feel I need more help with the rhythm.
Posted on 12/01/2004
Copyright © 2025 Melina Raven Maness Diebold
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Mark Maxey on 01/17/05 at 06:57 PM I am amazed at the quantity of your work...and each day I read more I am taken in more by your imagery...great job! please keep writing |
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