Lady of Time

Dear Blog,

Here is a poem.

"Lady of Time"
by Daniel Golden

Dear Lady of Time:
Do you hear the bells chime?

Wait? What? No bells?
Milady, that only tells
Me that you’re sound
Of mind, and grounded
To the reality to surrounds
You and your crown
Of pretty sea shells.

Crown of what-the-heck?
Hold on, just a sec
As I reread my latest blunder
Which occurs only whilst the thunder
Rolls on over and under,
Filling the air with the wonder
Of lethal nature as we stand on the flight deck.

I did it again, milady;
Making my words very odd and shady.
I just want to convey
That we could someday
Log on and start to play
Games that feature an array
Of weapons to kill that Level 20 Nazi zombie.

You take notes with a smile so bright,
That it’s near blinding to my subpar sight.
And I wear The One Ring to impress
My geeky independence
To you in hopes that you’ll address
Some feelings to profess
To the nerd behind you who could be your Jedi Knight.

So, Lady of Time, before you walk through the doors:
Allow me the honor to escort you to a showing of Star Wars?

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It's a little odd, definitely awkward. But genuine, right? I like it, although I'm not sure you will, Blog.
Maybe I can expand on this one? I'm not sure if it even works to begin with, though. Oh well, it's an older poem to start off, and the slight edits I just made before posting here might be all I can do when it comes down to it.

Until next time!
-Daniel Golden