Because I could not pause for Words

After Emily Dickinson:  
https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/47652/because-i-could-not-stop-for-death-479  
   
Because I could not pause for Words―  
They kindly paused for me―  
The Pages held but just Ourselves―  
And Vibrant Poetry.  
   
We knew no Prose―our Verses chaste    
Had safely put away  
Long Sentences and Paragraphs  
And every wild Essay―  
   
Verse into School where Children played  
Their Nursery Rhyme Ring-Ding―  
Would feed the Young and Curious Minds  
New Lyrics they can sing―  
   
I'd rather not discuss what Inks  
And Quills and Parchment Blends―  
Will render best my Metaphors  
And swift Enjambment ends―  
   
Parse me before the Lyric Mix  
Of Whose Iamb i am―  
Cinquain and Sonnet, Ballad, Ode,  
Haiku, and Monogram―  
   
And when, Post-centuries, the Page  
Runs out of things to say―  
The Summary of my last Essence  
Shall light the Newborn Day.  
   
© Copyright 2023 June 16  
by Clyve A. Bowen♫