French Toast Poetry

french toast

I am trying this bref double form,
Which is French, so it’s confusing,
Like extra vowels flung onto words,
And how we never had Paris.

I could write from night until morn,
Be witty, risqué, and amusing,
But it wouldn’t matter in the slightest,
Or turn a no into a kiss.

These three lines don’t have to rhyme;
I can do whatever I want!
Yet it all feels empty without you…
I’ve stared too long into the abyss.

My café au lait has been served lukewarm;
I can’t help but feel I am losing.

~*~

Poetry form: bref double (thanks to Donna for introducing it to me).
Image is mine.

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13 responses to “French Toast Poetry

  1. Parle plus lentement, s’il-te plait

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  2. Interesting form.

    Liked by 2 people

  3. Those last lines – lukewarm coffee really is the worse

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  4. I like this. Fun to read and I can sense the rhythm to the words. 🙂

    Liked by 1 person

  5. Clever and well done!
    My favorite lines…

    These three lines don’t have to rhyme;
    I can do whatever I want!
    Yet it all feels empty without you…
    I’ve stared too long into the abyss.

    Liked by 1 person

  6. Confusing (to me🤪) form, but you nailed it, and well, Madam Poetess!💕🌠

    Liked by 1 person

  7. I enjoyed both content and form! The latter was an interesting departure.

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