Etheree: Annabel Decomposed

2018, Olan L. Smith

Dear,

You are

Quite unpoised,

We tap your strength,

Pardon comes this morn.

Poe rides his waves of angst,

This sea's waves are predisposed

Annabel's lost, his grief is great,

Her dear mother's cries, such retched pain!

Dear Annabel, Poe weeps upon this shore.

A.N. The etheree is a ten line shape poem that starts with one syllable , line 1, and progresses to ten syllables on line ten, in increments of one syllable per line. It was quite popular on Wattpad at one time. It is a newer style poem started by Etheree Armstrong, born 1918 and died 1994. You can reverse the etheree (make a reverse image or shadow) with two of them; you can stack them, 1-10 indefinitely.