Day 15’s prompt: Write a poem with at least four of the following eight words:
Now, these are always a bit of a challenge. I managed to use five of the eight words, however! (highlighted in bold within the poem) I’ll leave you to determine the success of the result…
The Lament of Lady Mauve
The grass isn’t always greener
Behind the gaudy golden gates
Where the Lady’s mansion lies.
Within these hollow grounds,
She lies by a pool barely used
Fiddling with her diamond ring,
A woman used to lavish spending
And all of life’s finer things.
But this only grants fleeting joys,
That will ultimately fall flat.
With only plastic, phony friends
And servants to share it with,
The Lady is losing her lustre,
For no one ever looked past
The rich coating of the vessel
And into the woman inside her.
Last year’s prompt for Day 15: Pick an adjective, make it the title of your poem, and then, write your poem.
What lies next to us each night,
What we hold tightly in our hands,
What we gaze at with misty eyes,
What we slavishly smell and savour,
What we taste with trembling tongue,
What we hear in the sweetest tones,
What we shall treasure most of all,
What desires within will drive us to,
What we shall tirelessly protect,
Those things so precious to us.
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