
He’s got no heart
that’s plain for us to see
yet adamantine
chains of our own greed
mocking bind our flesh
permission securing to multiply
lies that his desires ours would circumscribe
She’s got no heart
that we all clearly know
obscure it we must
the voters to con
paid consultants we
diabolical masters creating
sly illusions to blind our client’s tribe
Lisa at dVerse: Poetics -- "Halloweeny Humans" asks us to write about a dislikable human trait. She also introduces us to a new poetic form, the Duodora, which we can choose to use. Duodora Form a quatorzain made up of 2 septets. syllabic, 4/6/5/5/5/10/10 syllables per line. rhymed Axxxxxb Axxxxxb L1 is repeated as a refrain that begins the 2nd stanza. x is unrhymed. Enjoy more at Mr. Linky.