Europe — a Heritage

While devising deliverance, river of light

is alarmingly, musically misty in flight.

Like a mystical madrigal brilliant from sun

look at blasting and lasting, the frill falling down.

Will you listen oh lilting one, madly oh merry

all over the messenger mock and not tarry.

You are locking your laughter while singing a height

to be always delectable, midnightly bright.

For a flanging me fearlessly, flaying delight

to forlornly, mysteriously slippery steep night.

Oh my rose, oh the river, oh roaming alone

ah the links are deserted, delinquent in stone.

My mellifluous Melisande, Hellespont lost

in maleficent mystery soften to tossed.

Were desirous debacle colloidally cold
will collapse for invincible, boldly to gold.

31 Poems in 31 Days (from Poewar / Writer's Resource Center). Prompt: a poem using metre. (This is anapestic tetrameter.)

Also submitted for dVerse Meeting the Bar: Verbal Cubism. We are asked to use poetic devices but fracture meaning and grammar a la Gertrude Stein and others.  Not a type of poetry I much enjoy reading, but it was fun to do. It wasn't so hard to fracture meaning. As anyone who knows me woud appreciate, getting rid of grammar was MUCH harder for me, but I managed it occasionally. 

The title came afterwards, just because some of the references are European. That part of my heritage interests me a lot less than the Asian and Australian, so I thought I might acknowledge it for once.