I
Olive skin
Dark brown honey trap eyes
Black hair wiry as desert weed
II
No beauty
Prickly as cactus
Dangerous as opioid poison
III
Sky blue eyes
Generous with loving
But with an invisible minefield
But yours was
The soil in which I grew
Patiently uncovering each mine
© Andrew Wilson, 2025
Over at dVerse Poets Pub, Laura Bloomsbury in Meeting the Bar: Critique and Craft, invites us to write a poem in the Parallelogram de Crystalline form which consists of –
• 12 lines in total (each Capitalised but without punctuation)
• 4 verses
• 3 lines per verse
• syllable count per verse 3,6,9
• unrhymed
And for the theme of the poem: the beauty of a (real or imaginary) lover as compared with and described in images of nature.