Poetic Justice

I knew a rich man once,
he lived quite poorly,

having squandered a fortune
on four wealthy wives.

He died alone,
blue faced,
trying to regurgitate
his last farthing for a crown.

Ken e Bujold

©2022

Reviews

[Stuart Munro]

Brilliant , poem , regurgitate his last farthing for a Crown , great line
Wives suck up money by sucking on other things usually ,

[Ken e Bujold]

thought you might enjoy this one

[Stuart Munro]

Thanks Ken ,

[W. Barrett Munn]

Robert Plant on his deathbed.
Much more juice in this grape than one would ever guess.

Winston

[Ken e Bujold]

genesis of it came from eavesdropping at a wedding that was happening in the resort we were at on north Vancouver island. Heard guy talking about how he hoped they had more luck than him, though he was only on wife 3 i thought 4 sounded better

[W. Barrett Munn]

I got the visual that he was trying to buy a stairway to heaven.
W.

[Ken e Bujold]

he is trying to buy whatever gets him through the night as the song goes. I wrote the piece quickly, back in the hotel room immediately after eavesdropping. Then got sidetracked before posting it. In the morning I looked it over and made one change, shortening the line to just blue faced. It occurred to me that it could then play a myriad of ways, as you say stairway to heaven, as a man-child pouting, as a fellow overcome with the sorrow of his wasted loves...all of which work for me and hopefully my readers

[W. Barrett Munn]

I think it is multi-faceted so successful.

[Montag]

I sometimes wish I could say what I want to say, so economically. Your style has the beauty of simplicity.

[Ken e Bujold]

it takes time Montag. but the key is to be willing to chop every nonessential word from a line, then go back and remedy any line that simply won't scan sufficiently for the reader to follow the path you set. In time the process becomes 2nd nature