Flash Fiction for the Aspiring Writer: Poem – Rictameter – “The Angel” #amwriting #flashfiction #poetry  


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Credit: Louise – The Storyteller’s Abode

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Here’s she,

His sweet angel,

Wearing her frothy gown,

She’s beautiful, elegant,

A wife any man could love or desire.

She’s the epitome, the standard,

What women should be like,

Humming music,

Here’s she.

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Her hair,

Perfectly coiffed,

Mother of six children,

Few lines on her face, she holds up.

Although, life’s pressure can be confining,

Her lips smile a gesture rehearsed.

What’s underneath in her —

Boarding school mind,

Her hair?

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Model,

She’d wants all to —

Perceive she’s the perfect wife.

Society expects her to —

Set perfect example because —

She’s upperclass, the lead in the charade.

Acting as the moral —

Center, she must

Model

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Portrait,

Of the great dame,

Her family, pride, joy,

Madame’s smile is slipping because,

Performing all the time is exhausting.

She wonders if she might sit with —

Port to sip, not thinking,

Herself; not a —

Portrait

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©Mandibelle16. (2017) All Rights Reserved

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Photo Prompt: Poetry – Shakespearean Sonnet – “A Stage”


Thank you to Mind Loves Misery’s Menagerie for this weeks photo prompt:

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Unknown

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The whole world is our stage, the bard, Shakespeare —

In As You Like It, wrote: we‘re all acting.

Our flaws from our image perceived, not clear. 

Perform each day, we say words not exact.

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Our fear, our doubt; such lonileness confides,

All our truths to another’s sad eyes,

On rocks we stumble, we cannot stay; reside.

We could beg for help but we act, more lies. 

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Curtains about to part, they hide stage fright,

White billowing clouds, pulled by ropes they show, 

Each person performing their role, their life. 

Hoping they bloom, become more then this –grow. 

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The world’s a stage, what wisdom to impart,

We’re merely players, to soon to depart. 

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NaPoWriMo: Poem – Doubles – Couplets – ” Considering My Mirror Image” 


  

And now for our prompt (optional, as always). Because today marks the halfway point in our 30-day sprint, today I’d like to challenge you to write a poem that incorporates the idea of doubles. You could incorporate doubling into the form, for example, by writing a poem in couplets. Or you could make doubles the theme of the poem, by writing, for example, about mirrors or twins, or simply things that come in pairs. Or you could double your doublings by incorporating things-that-come-in-twos into both your subject and form. Happy writing!

Please see NaPoWriMo for more information. Today’s poem will be written in Couplets.

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A paradox of seeing self in my grey eyes,

A confusing being desiring beauty prize.

Finding uniqueness without gazing into mirror, 

Unsure of my own reflection, revere her? 

Looking glass reveals, beauty is so differing.

Reflection in mirror, me staring, lingering.

Double in the glass appearing in reality,

Unsure what to say, we don’t agree, no clarity.

Do I adore how my double appears to look? 

Image of woman, how she is, open lost book.

So, many ways I try improving her reflection.

She looks, how she does, not ideal perfection.

I’m at peace with her, still changing her direction.

Mirror image God formed but I’ll alter complexion,

Skincare, makeup adored, new image each morning,

My inspection of self leaving me yet forming,

The double of my mirror, only me conforming,

Looking fatigued, woman who’s stuck performing.

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©Mandibelle16. (2016) All Rights Reserved.