Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie – Wordle #12
Though wall of block, a wisp I spied
Through peephole–well not more than crack
Golden hair, skin of ivory eyed
While perched on crate, one two I stacked
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Her features shone like porcelain ‘tis true
Vertiginous from height or beauty unsure
From my perch to the ground in a flutter I flew
Regaining my wits was certainly a chore
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Meet her I must if the last thing I do
Her door I did charge feeling strangely at ease
I knock with brass knocker not one time but two
To the butler I ask, “fetch my lady if you please”
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Loveliest of ladies scent of lilac and fair
Laconic I was in her all consuming presence
My mind like an eddy void of breath and of air
Giddy as most boys in adolescence
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Most surely I appeared as the oddity I must be
Arriving at her door unannounced
With grace and with style she greeted me with glee
My fragile heart she cherished not trounced
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
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you always do so well with these! 🙂
Thanks Jen, but unfortunately I am still lacking much inspiration although I don’t know why. Sorry for taking so long to reply to you. 🙂
No worries, Dom. Sending hugs and hoping the muses will be kind to you!
Beautifully done!
Thank you very much, I really enjoy writing to these prompts, but I have been so busy at work and personally that I haven’t had much time.
This is pretty nice, Dom.
I see you did it on some sort of prompt, but I don’t know quite what the prompt was, or whether this is a particular form that I am not that especially familiar with.
Nonetheless, I like the emotions, images, and ideas in this poem and think you could make it even better if you wanted to work on it more.
I continue to be impressed by your persistent experimentation in your poetry.
Thank you Elaine. The prompt was to use 10 of 12 words provided in a story or poem and I think I used 11 in this one which can make them rather difficult. I haven’t been feeling very inspired lately so although I love writing from prompts, I used this one to help get me out of my “funk”. Unfortunately I am not quite there yet.
Hey Dom,
Thanks for the rundown on the prompt, and happy rising up out of the funk. Can take time sometimes, but also can happen suddenly.
All the best to you,
Elaine
“With grace and with style she greeted me with glee
My fragile heart she cherished not trounced”
Great ending — I’m glad she didn’t walk all over your heart!
As am my, thank you very much. 🙂