Brash Landing:
Taking It on the Chagrin
A fella might indulge to gloat,
Taking It on the Chagrin
A fella might indulge to gloat,
Had he not fumbled, missed the boat.
The stormy stars
Hummed higher bars
And reckoned his repute remote.
He dreamt his days till time was spent
To donate past
his heart’s content.
Thus, sobered he
Did disagree
To ne’er evolve by
shared consent.
Umbrella up, he stepped
aloft.
He caught a draft and quickly coughed.
The gate was wide,
He slipped inside
To flip and flop for landing soft.
Then, lo, with chill he
stopped to peer.
At last, his glance became sincere.
He could not bear
The open air,
Bravado dashed by starkest fear.
c2014
by Linda Ann Nickerson
This post responds
to these blog prompts:
Mad Kane Humor: emote, remote, or
moat
Magpie Tales: Clown Entrance photo
Meme Express: chill
One-Minute Writer: donate
Simply Snickers: bear
Theme Thursday: stars
Three Word Wednesday: content,
evolve, sober
Velvet Verbosity/100-Word Challenge:
umbrellas
Image/s:
Photo courtesy of Magpie Tales
I love this line: "To ne’er evolve by shared consent."
ReplyDeleteTo flip and flop for landing soft- such lovely sound to that, as well as other lines. Bravo, nice read, very smooth delivery, and story wise.
ReplyDeleteNicely done
ReplyDeleteThanks for humming these bars of Soul Flight .....
ReplyDeleteluv the rhyming and the wit
ReplyDeletemuch love...
wow so many prompts wrapped in a single poem!!!! loved it!
ReplyDeleteI enjoy humorous poetry. This was pretty neat.
ReplyDeleteClever combo of memes...
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