Egret
Charles Fields II 1955 (Fort Bragg, NC)
It’s on your radar
a blur in the distance
moving seamlessly like raindrops
Rolling up the windshield treated with rain-x
On a fast-moving Lex
eighty miles per hour or more
She was flying high
when you detected the first glance
A hint of sadness almost imperceptible
simmered in her eyes
To the untrained soul she was solid gold,
leaving men and women alike entranced
Atop her head the sunglasses
glaring of the sun’s reflection
Her silky smooth, sleek skin
had a soft healthy glow
She was a swiftly coming to realize
in the drift Something was amiss
a nagging doubt
her gift was unraveling
Time was a shadow dancer
a meter running in the background
in disguise
For her the party was almost over
Being in her late fifties now
Her reign’s waning sighs
Beginning to show
Time for the new to come
And Take control...
The platinum was in
And gold was out…
Was she a has been?
Not …at all!
Still had glitz and glamour
And noble bearing…
and lived with an aura
of rare sensitivity
Perfectly polished manner
With purely refined class
She spoke softly
unless you pushed her buttons
Then her apparent
gift for having complete control
And warm unassuming
Sense of style
Gave way to a most abrasive
dressing down
(profanity optional)
C2
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Written on 2021
Submitted by Charles2 on October 03, 2023
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Quick analysis:
Scheme | XX XA AX BX XC XX XD EF CX GH IX IX CF XJ EG DX IH XK IX KX XJ HX XX B |
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Closest metre | Iambic trimeter |
Characters | 1,314 |
Words | 279 |
Stanzas | 24 |
Stanza Lengths | 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 1 |
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