Sunday, March 6, 2011

Random Impulse- Linclon Park Poem

A rough revision from class the other week. I haven't felt like writing much lately, hopefully I will get out of my funk soon.


Rapunzel retrieved her hair,
But it was too late,
This man was a track and field superstar.
Scaling the vertical challenge with candor and ease,
Porthole unbolt with jewel thief precision.

A banshee, he was upon Rapunzel without little sound.
Her eventual shriek stifled by chloroform dreams from handkerchief-ed hands.
(Baby wails)

Panic-the castle erupts in light, the guard bell roars. Rapunzel’s brother busts through-too late.
No console for the prince. Gold exchanged, ransom paid, dark prevails.

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