La Madonna

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A rhyming poem about a woman in disguise.

Submitted: March 14, 2017

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Submitted: March 14, 2017

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 The misty-eyed Madonna got her fill

Of the world that formed around her Jamborees.

She turned her back on Sam, her ever-trusting man,

Then she was gone, like a cold autumn breeze.

 

She left behind the one that she loved

And the others barely noticed she had gone.

Her friends left her eyes as she donned a new disguise;

Her abstention to the past --- had begun.

 

Some just said, "She's going through a faze,

She'll be back before the full-moon rises."

Sam thinks it's true, it's not what you say, it's what you do;

And the flighty ones --- always wear disguises.

 

Now she lives within the canopy of life

And marches to the beat of a tambourine.

 Se-la-vie, so they say, it's just another day

While living in her world of in-between.

 

Yes, the misty-eyed Madonna got her fill,

 She's a flighty one and tends not to stay.

I'm sure she'll do just fine, in the course of due time,

New beginnings always were --- her Forte.

 

 

03-14-2017

 


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