First Meet

First Meet 

 

Shaken by a fresh breeze of your delicate feet,

When I was immersed in the drowsy heat.

Awoken by a cooling shade of your fleeting shadow, 

When I was bound to the cuddly meadow.   

I chased your gorgeous shadow to greet,

And your beautiful smile was a wonderful treat. 

We strolled around the meadow in sunset,

Till midnight we were trapped in a love net. 

Decades later I still hear the birds’ tweet,

They witnessed a first meet ever sweet. 

 
颤音 发表评论于
回复 '寒山月' 的评论 : 谢谢您的鼓励! 您过奖了, 不敢当。 刚刚学习的, 现在 free verse , 大概上世纪初, 我读的都是旧体诗, 新诗不太会欣赏, 自己瞎写时, 也都读出来, 尽量写到读的顺畅上口。
寒山月 发表评论于
但是你的韵律和音步掌握得很好。我也不很懂。英语新诗是从什么时候不再强调押韵的?我有时觉得严格的韵律使得一首诗很沉闷,但是有韻使得诗上口。
颤音 发表评论于
很惭愧, 看到你的评论后, 才去了解了 meter and rhythm。 我过去一年才开始读诗, 手痒, 就胡写几句, 请多指教。
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Is this a Trochee or Dactyl?
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