Sacred Drawer

Albert's Poetry Cafe 'Fun With Form' "FRENCH SONNET' with Poeticpiers!

 

 

 

 

to one ladys beauty my heart fell hard

this long distant reminisce yet still glows

now different deeds arouse passion flows

I found special places hold her regard

at marriage, her purse with dear credit cards

then baby things saved in boxes with bows

now, I struck a nerve right below my nose

one kitchen drawer with just a mess she guards

 

super glue, nails, batteries, safety pins

tools, bag ties, plastic tape, screws, abused bins

discussion to address, a strained discourse

avoided too long like habitual sin

agreement of sorts to sort once again

commotion subsided without divorce

 

Reviews

[Helen Crutchett]

Just smiling here! When did you visit my house? I'm a bit of a "hoarder" ....you should see my purse! Well, there's things us ladies just might need in an emergency, right? !!

Terrific write! Thanks for submitting this to Poeticpiers sonnet contest!

[EmpressPoetess]

I think we all have a drawer like that; fiiled with precious junk! we periodically clean it out, but it always seems to stay full.... Love this!

[Lovely Lady]

Commotion subsided without divorce! Say no more!

[Helen Crutchett]

I have extended this contest due to lack of entries to finish it off. Let's hope we get more submissions. I have it open for all writer's cafe poets now.

It was great reading this again Jimbo!

Helena ;)

[Alicia Schroeder]

I thought it was normal to have one of those drawers in the house, great write..

[Ed Hart]

all's well that ends well (as my grandfather used to say)

[miSS LEaf]

ohh very amusing storyline :)

to one ladies beauty...... ( lady's ?)

......without divorce ( without a divorce ? feels better to me..)