Tantrum
Ms. Rainbow enters
the stage in her gown
of charmeuse silk
quoting Wordsworth
and silences the sun’s
soliloquy on his relationship
with clouds.
Her theatrics are more
jealous tantrum
than artful expression
or love of poetry.
For all her brilliant colors
she only draws a moment’s
adulation before her
attraction begins to fade.
Never liked 'er anyway! I guess the question i would ask of anyone writing poetry is "Are you doing it for daily kudos or would you do it anyway on a desert island?" As for you, Susie Clevenger, I know I'd find you spear-fishing and using up your supply of paper!
ReplyDeleteYou know I would. :)
Deleteflashy is as flashy does. Flounces her way on and off stage ... with others words or words not felt within.
ReplyDeleteExactly.
DeleteFor sure
DeleteI love this Susie!
ReplyDeleteThank You
DeleteI love the sun's soliloquy on clouds!
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DeleteAH! This is so good in this caricatured scene and the character sketch. A pointed title as well, matching the tone and flow of this verse. An enjoyable read! :-)
ReplyDeleteThank You... I thought the rainbow was perfect for what I was trying to say
DeleteI love the fiery attitude in this one, Susie!❤️ It has been a pleasure reading and writing alongside you this month! Congratulations, we did it!! 😍😍
ReplyDeleteThank you! Yes we did!!
DeleteAh, but I have loved your brief flashes of colour. your dazzling dance steps.
ReplyDeleteThank You, as I have been so blessed by your poetry.
DeleteAm reminded of those lyrics by The Rolling Stones: "She comes in colors everywhere/she's like a rainbow!
ReplyDeleteI know... I should have included it with this piece.
DeleteWonderful. I love the attitude in this!
ReplyDeleteFabulous Susie!
ReplyDeleteThank You
DeleteShe's a real flash in the pan. Have you read "Oliver Oliphant; ... "?
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No I haven’t
DeleteThis is a most telling description after the month of poetry writing. I have enjoyed all your pieces immensely, Susie.
ReplyDeleteAll flash and no substance. Nice write!
ReplyDeleteAn interesting take....
ReplyDeleteRainbows don’t last for long. I love the lines:
ReplyDelete‘quoting Wordsworth
and silences the sun’s
soliloquy on his relationship
with clouds’.
Oh those brilliant rays, but for me I would rather have the poems of shadows and rain.
ReplyDelete'Tis a shame she couldn't figure out how to shine without stepping on the sun's moment.
ReplyDeleteThe ugliness of some leaks through--ugly and dull--even if they set themselves on the brightest of flames.
ReplyDeleteBiggest flames die out quickly. Poems written from the heart keep.
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