Mellifluous
Mellifluous
May 05, 2024
Such was her place in life
An attack by presence alone
One could hold a line of discontent
And then be riveted to the thought
That she was now in close proximity
Discordant thoughts seemed to vanish
As easily as they first appeared
She knew the power she held
Yet wielded it sparingly
Preserving its intensity forever
She acquired a collection of informal invitations
To soirees not requiring accent marks
Few could be sure of her arrival
Even she gave no confirmation
Serendipity was her middle name
Her attire spawned new fashion trends
Not from what she wore
But how she wore it
Her pronunciation of old words
Invoked similar responses
She was neither famous
For being famous
Nor famous
For achievements yet disclosed
She was as she was
And what she was was pleasant
Pleasant when close
More pleasant when closer
She was the catalyst in which delight
Surfaced betwixt despair and depressed
But she remained only in the
Briefest of moments
A will-o-the-wisp of memory
Held by gossamer threads of hope
And then she was forever gone