This poem owes its title and its stylistic playfulness to my last drawing. It's a bit backwards to write the poem after its illustration, but I'm an unconventional sort.
A Smile
By Francis Scudellari
A smile,
left unguarded
against the vices
of mischievous
and prying fingers
can be twisted
at the corners
or tugged or pulled
or even pinched
till drooping
in the middle
it becomes
a mouth full
of strange bits,
put all together:
indifferent
9 comments:
Good stuff. :)
This is wonderful Francis! I love the flow of this poem. Nice work:)
Great Stuff, specially the structure of the poem.
Thanks
Mishu
Nice.
@AI Thanks... I appreciate the feedback.
@Angel Thanks... I didn't get hung up on structure the way I usually do. I think I need to try that more often.
@Mishu I'm glad to hear you liked it.
@Dmarmar Thank you.
Hi! This is Jessie from Softly Spoken. I wanted to stop by and thank you for visiting me -- please come back often and leave some advice.
I really enjoyed your poem, the flow and your description of a smile -- wonderfully stated!
smiles,
@Jessie I'm probably the one who could use advice, but I'll definitely be by again to visit and comment.
Love this!
@Jane Thanks... and I love your art!
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