For NaPoWriMo Day 24 the Prompt is: “to write an elegy – a poem typically written in honor or memory of someone dead. But we’d like to challenge you to write an elegy that has a hopefulness to it.”
Also, combining with NEKNEERAJ’s MindLoveMisery’s Menagerie Photo Challenge.
“In the 18th century the “elegiac stanza” emerged, though its use has not been exclusive to elegies. It is a quatrain with the rhyme scheme ABAB written in iambic pentameter.” – (Poetryfoundation.org)
Mona Lisa’s smile, hiding ‘neath veiled eyes,
Legs kicked back in fine stilettos she aches;
Another breath consuming smoke, she respires.
In her last moments, she did not awake.
Tissue-paper eyes, refusing revival,
Her last tar-filled breathe such relief — she smiled;
As she never had before, without guile,
No enigmatic curve, carved-out deep-lines.
Etched on fair-skin, no more mystery lured,
Last wine sipped with tales of yesterdays.
Before, her portrait immortalized her,
Defined her, as one — not her, with mild gaze.
Bruised under-eyes, her laugh-lines were disturbed;
Never allowed to fade into obscureness.
On show — as if she was mere vanity,
She wished for no portrait, but kind words.
You wouldn’t get a crook’s relieved destruction,
It set Lisa free; made her drop the gun smoking,
So now, she’s in the graveyard tucked;
A crook ruined her visage, as she had hoped.
To not hear whispers, your ‘ooos’ and ‘aaahs’ said.
To be free of the glass, the Louvres had her trapped,
A part of her soul in oil, now too is dead.
She’s gone, coy lady, all in Heaven’s grasp.
©Mandibelle16. (2018) All Rights Reserved.