A new poem - titled Courage c/c please!?
Trying to gather
my sticky fingered courage,
(guess that mane'd softie's still
searching 'neath bug-biting beds,
peeling ancient floorboards back
to find his confidence, shining)
Whilst fumbling with darned
green-horn thumbs,
can I ever become a Capulet,
Can't even figure out
how the shoe clasp works!
Always hid
gay fantasies of spot-lights -
high kicking cabaret!
behind Oscar Wilde's pages,
make do n' mended knees
(patchwork shades a plenty!)
to my acne -
always causes eruptions
causing the mass evacuation of my confidence
to leap blindly,
perhaps some brave souls
might linger
to help raise a “rosy” head.
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It is always a pleasure to have fantasies.
Some may even come true.You can be
a high flying ballerina.Would be fun.
Nice gentle poem..It calmed me .
Thank you bye
Nearly a mastery. You are becoming better and better. I also liked the huuuuge parenthesis!...
Mass evacuation, maybe total or rapid evacuation? But "mass" is funny. (((Rosy head???))) "my sticky fingered courage," Is "sticky fingered" the best expression we may find up there?
"green-horn thumbs," Better write "greenhorn" the word is acceptable. If shoe clasp is a terminology of ballet, better write shoe-clasp. Your fantasies are as cute as your tomato cheeks. Lovely poem. Maybe you should follow your heart towards a study of the art of dance maybe? Thank you 4 it! Do you read mine? e-mail me if you wish, I am curious of your opinion..
Seeing a rosy head would be so lovely...