the naked bulb
under the naked bulb
the pair scurries
from the imaginary flashlight
of the father, or the cop, or
the jeering faces of friends
under the naked bulb
the pair in hiding lock
the car door, fix their clothes
one friend turning to the other
hearts pounding at the root
mystified at the lack of all they had
held known before this night
under the naked bulb
when everything changed
forever
under the naked bulb
playing around with a newly invented form
4-6-2 with repeated refrain - first 2 stanzas
action driven - final 2 lines
resolve or explain the previously described
intensity, repeated refrain and title set mood
and must be identical.
Both poems arrived intact. This has a Bonnie and Clyde feel to it.
ReplyDeleteI may (or may not) have been under that naked bulb ;)
ReplyDeleteReminds me that sometimes we are too young for the first of many things of which we are not prepared...
ReplyDeleteShort verse here:
http://julesgemsandstuff.blogspot.com/2013/02/sunday-whirl-96-short-elfje-quad-wave.html
Pearl, I like the refrain throughout this, it is nice.
ReplyDeletePamela