A Parody of First Fig by Edna St. Vincent Mallay
My candle doesn’t burn at both ends
an all-nighter’s not my style
go ahead friends, ooh and aah
but I’d rather in sheets be a pile.
©laurie kolp
Prompt inspiration: NaPoWriMo, Day 15 (parody)
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A New Life
How can you walk away and turn your cheek
from all we shared when we were so naïve?
I thought you cared enough to never leave
perhaps the neon lights you had to seek,
they reeled you in with feminine mystique
and left me broken-hearted with such grief;
a stone within my heart, hard to believe
the cuts and burns with thoughts of you so meek.
Your memory will stay within my soul
our time together over, this I see
and now I must step out from this big hole
so like a cardinal I can fly free,
away from hopes of us, that is my goal-
a new refreshing life now waits for me.
©laurie kolp
Prompt inspiration: NaPoWriMo, Day 14 (sonnet)
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Prince Charming
The young lady had dreams of meeting Prince Charming,
many frogs she kissed in her search for Prince Charming.
Some men came in swarms like thick locusts when farming,
and destroyed all hope she had for Prince Charming.
The rejection she stuffed in her body was harming,
but she put on a show to lure in Prince Charming.
The prospects bailed out in numbers alarming,
unwilling to serve any time for Prince Charming.
One day she gave up on her search for Prince Charming,
and in walked Pete, Laurie’s destined Prince Charming.
©laurie kolp
Prompt inspiration: NaPoWriMo, Day 13 (ghazal)
7 comments:
the rejection she stuffed in her body was harming...what a line that...
i like the middle one the best though...find that freedom...from when we were young and naive...smiles...
I just loved that Prince Charming poem. I bet Pete would too!
Laurie ... I love all three. Good work with the forms. "I’d rather in sheets be a pile" -- laughed at that. Thanks.
Just clarifying: you're okay with me featuring your blog? You didn't say so directly in your post on my blog. Thanks.
Loved them all, Laurie, but the middle one especially. The voice is pitch perfect, grief and loss. So well done.
Wonderful, all three Laurie- aces!
Wow! You really outdid yourself today! I'm with you on Edna St. Vincent Millay....My days of burning that candle at both ends are LONG gone!
YEAH for Pete!! And yeah for this poem. My favorite line is:
Some men came in swarms like thick locusts when farming,
and destroyed all hope she had for Prince Charming.
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