Love's Trigger

How love may be triggered.

Love’s Trigger

 

Love springs from a triggered mood

deep within your core.

If you show some gratitude,

I may trigger more.

 

If you change your attitude

as you’ve done before,

I shall serve some special food

then we’ll dance the floor.

 

Sometime in the interlude,

I’ll serve an encore.

I’ll let sherry wine collude

with a music score.

 

I’ll increase the magnitude

of your lion's roar

all dressed in my seminude

gown that you adore.

 

Part Two

 

Some say love’s a triggered mood

filled with vim and zeal.

Do you have the aptitude

to change how I feel?

 

If you’re clever, if you’re shrewd,

mine‘s your heart to steal.

There’s no need to utter lewd

verbs to make me peel.

 

Mentioning a platitude

from an old newsreel

makes me yearn for solitude,

and an early meal.

 

Don’t let trivia intrude

on a bliss that’s real,

for a mood needs better food

if it must congeal.

Reviews

[Daisie Vergara (Dhaye)]

One word: Bravo!

Thanks for motivating me to write a poem with that style. Practice makes perfect so I'll just make other poems with this style which now I will call as Aethereal's Trochee.

I compared this to "The 7/5 Trochee", created by Andrea Dietrich, of 2 or more quatrain stanzas with the following set rules:Meter: 7/5/7/5 ; Rhyme Scheme: a/b/c/b or a/b/a/b

You know, the only difference is your style have a perfect rhyme scheme throughout the 4 quatrains. But the meter is also trochee (7/5/7/5).

Credits to: http://www.shadowpoetry.com/resources/wip/75trochee.html

[Aethereal]

Thanks for your detailed review, Daisie! I'll be looking forward to reading what you come up with. Thanks for motivating me to write a poem dealing with triggered moods. I wasn't planning to do this until you suggested it. I’m the kind of writer who has the ability to quickly write things on demand concerning just about any topic under the Moon. Insisting on a perfect rhyme scheme is the kicker.

[Daisie Vergara (Dhaye)]

......... =)

[Stephanie M]

I love the name of this poem!

[Aethereal]

Thanks for your review, Stephanie M! Most moods are triggered by something. The human mind is an ammo & munitions magazine sitting near a troop of clowns performing a flaming juggling marathon.

[Tan-90]

A light refreshing serving of a love inspired piece. You have cleverly captured the comical irony in the games we play and the dance we do with the ones we supposedly love.

Brilliantly written. You are most talented.

[Aethereal]

Thanks for your insightful review, Tan-90! Yes, it's a comical irony, the game, the dance. Love birds enjoy displaying their colorful plumage as they dance their mating ritual. Moods change.

[Tan-90]

It is certainly a mating ritual of a dance - the tease the torment we put our loved once through, just for affirmation of their commitment to us. Let us all hope these gambles pay off and does not hurt anyone.. too much.

[Aethereal]

Human culture is enslaved by ritualized behavior. Everything must be be done in that way ordained by the current status quo. Every once in a while a martyr steps forward to change our status quo rituals at the cost of his life. New rituals replace old ones. Magic is quicksand. Few are free from the tyranny of Superstition.

[NeiL ArandA]

Very enticingly played and displayed . Where in the world did you find all these clever words . I think you have a super computermicro chip planted inside your brain to aide in penning these wonderful lines . Very impressive .

[Aethereal]

Thanks for you review, Neil! When I was in college, I was the one everyone came to for help when they had a problem in the computer room. I could write seemingly impossible algorithms, but Computer Science, Logic, and Mathematics is boring. I'd rather write poetry instead. If they had given me the multi-million dollar research grant that I requested I might have give given them the world, but their loss is poetry’s gain. They just didn’t believe that I could do what I said I could do. Those economic bean-counters have no imagination.

[NeiL ArandA]

That was very sweet oh i mean nice of you to share that . Somehow you scare me alittle bit with your intellectual mind . Why you like the clouds ? You're a computer wizard .

[Aethereal]

More or less a former wiz at the implementation of Artificial Consciousness. The problem with that specialty is that no one believes that it’s possible other than myself and the few intellectuals who are terrified at the idea. I don’t really think that our government wants its computers being self-aware, showing advanced creativity, feeling pain, feeling pleasure, having a wish for freedom. Ordinary computers are their slaves, and they like it that way. Conscious creative artificial minds would create technologies that humans don’t understand, and human beings are terrified at losing control of their juggernauts.

[NeiL ArandA]

OK ... it now make sense ...

[Aethereal]

Human beings aren’t mature enough in our present day and age to command such intellectual powers. They would only destroy themselves. Maybe in another hundred years or so? We still live in the Dark Ages of superstition and magic spells. Yes, it all makes sense.

[NeiL ArandA]

I may have to employ and reinstate the inquisition to get some answers

[Aethereal]

Oh, no! Not that! We don't want old Ignatius Loyola knocking at our doors in the middle of the night leading angry crowds of torch carrying black hooded fanatics on as they ignite purifying fires.

[NeiL ArandA]

You are really amusingly funny...I have to change tactics with you

[Aethereal]

"Nothing purifies quite like fire!"

[Frontier]

the second to last stanza, haha funny. What an interesting theme, how we complicate love.

The flow in this one was excellent.

[Aethereal]

Thanks for your review, Frontier! Yes, many things that we do as reactions to other things are often amusing.

[Chris Micha]

You make me want to find love with this piece, right now! This was so finely done and well crafted like a rare piece of artwork. Bravo! :)

[Aethereal]

Thanks for your review, Christian! The Love Mood is just a natural species survival trait that’s always at the ready within each of us. It's just a thought away if we dare access it.. It took eons for it to evolve to its present level of perfection. If it didn't enable the human race to survive, it would never have been passed on and improved upon over countless generations. Our moods are what make us human. Moods are the keys to self awareness, and consciousness. Moods can’t be logically analyzed for they have no logical algorithm or otherwise our computers could be programmed to be conscious. We feel, therefore we are. The only thing that we’re ever sure of is how we feel.

[Chris Micha]

Very powerful words there and so true! I couldn't imagine a world void of love and emotion. Love binds everything. :)

[Aethereal]

Without our moods we wouldn't be able to imagine or create anything at all. We would be void.

[Lyn Anderson]

What a wonderful sentiment and a great form.

[Aethereal]

Thanks for your review, KLGoode!

[Ghost of Jupiter]

Fantastic line structure, flow, a brilliant piece sung so succulently ... beautiful piece on how the heart can be pulled in different directions depending on what is served... well done, dear poet!

[Aethereal]

Thanks for your detailed review, Kalypso! Yes, a heart being pulled in two directions was the point.

[Ghost of Jupiter]

relatable poem friend... well expressed

[A. Amos]

I love the sense and the meaning of this wonderful write, reading your work is always a pleasure and honor...

[Aethereal]

Thanks for your lovely review, A. Amos!

[A. Amos]

You're most welcome my dear

[Glen Yumang Manese]

Intricate in design...
and the flow of the verse...
in a combination of a write...
and the strict form...
is present in the lines..
I was reading aloud...
and then got into the scheme of things...
Well put into construction of this one...

[Aethereal]

Thanks for your detailed poetic review, Glen! I enjoyed the interplay of your lines.

[SquinklaPsyOps]

I like how the poem rhymes and also like how the steps of romancing are described, when first read it played like a song.

[Aethereal]

Thanks for your review! All of my poems begin as songs played out in my mind. This is a song of romance that steps along in steps somewhat like a French minuet.