The synthetic
bodies lure each other,
Unfortunately
into a crinkling fight of crowns.
She was the
maid, the other a princess.
Like two
complementary understandings,
they are listening
to bits and some sirens,
some horse
neighing in a farm and
some bizarre
jewels grittling around
each other’s
neck.
They listen
till it’s a dawn again
though the
relief is seldom or If I say
never
realized.
There’s no
coyness in either’s eyes
just a
smudgeness to win him over
through a
final euphony
in the
gusting sky.
But one is a
maid, the other a princess.
Like two
hearts with no blood,
they hand
their hands to each other’s pain
and go on a
vacation.
The companion
falsed each lady’s shadow
but the
serendipity was meant to baffle
and calm the
songs of lame passion
to a lovely
tale of kinship.
For The Sunday Whirl
9 comments:
Lovely... I especially like your strong beginning.
One a maid, the other a princess and in a battle to win a heart too. I'm glad they ended up as friends.
Lovely wordle :)
Superb wordplay .... quite fresh and different :-)
Strong beginning and I too am glad they ended up as friends! Nice wordle! :-)
I thot immediately of figurines in a garden...hope they had a fab vacation...
"songs of lame passion" This must be my favorite image in the poem! Of course, I am left wondering if "lame" is to mean "crippled" or "stupid"--or perhaps it means both at once. Never mind. I like the image!
Gardener Grittle
serendipity...lame passion
wow!
story well told!
loved the stuff
This reminds me of a biblical story...A sad ending in that one where the maid and child born were sent away because of jealously. What would have happened if the wife and maid could have become friends?
Interesting take on an interesting Wordle word.
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This tale has more to it...I like how you wrote this..
planted ruminations
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