Wisdom of a Maid

Wrote this one in high school as well. It was a school assignment from my wonderful AP Literature teacher. We had to write a response to "The Passionate Shepherd to His Love." I decided to go a different route than my normal romantic self. So this is me rejecting a hypothetical proposal of marriage.

My AP Lit class is what got me writing poetry again. It became my outlet and relief. Letting myself express feelings onto paper helped me work through things and make sense of the whirlwind inside.

If there is anyone who feels trapped or confined within themselves, I would highly encourage you to try your hand at writing. Even if it is free verse with no rhyme or reason, just letting a constant flow of emotion out of you can be very therapeutic.

Wisdom of a Maid

Your voice is sweet as honeydew
And everything seems well to do.
A thousand times you've asked of me
If your beloved I would be.

And now this time, I'll take my stand
Wanting none of your demand.
I've laughed and smiled and been polite
And often took such comments light.

I've tried to use diplomacy;
These hints of mine, you fail to see.
I never loved. Do not requite.
This err of yours I now must right.

Your friendship I had aim to keep,
Till we ne'er more wake from sleep.
But since you will not let me be,
I shall gain my liberty.

Your heart as cold as ice sometimes,
Sweet melon fades to sour limes.
This temperament would clash with me
If your beloved I would be.

You're quick to judge what you don't know,
Producing your own passionate show!
You often lack integrity,
So your beloved I won't be.