Fastening her jacket while fastening her eyes
on the possible win and the possible prize
she walked with an air of fait accompli
to the table of trophies where people would see.
She bowed to the people and then to the Judge;
'First prize must be mine with my chocolatey fudge.'
But up on the stage her sweetness turned sour
on finding her fudge did not feature this hour.
'A mistake has been made! It's simply not fair!
The prize should be mine!' the woman did glare.
She bowed to the people and then to the Judge
and collected her pride along with her fudge.
Melissa, at dverse poets, has prompted us to pen a poem which contains a 'zeaugma'.
A zeaugma [noun] is a figure of speech in which a word applies to two others in different senses. I have used two zeaugmas - one in the opening line and one in the last line of my poem. A great prompt which really made me think!
Here's the link: Zeaugmatically Speaking
Hahaha.....! Superb! A delight with rhyme to perfection, and great lines, ..the fudge equal in value to her pride!
ReplyDeleteThank you so much, Ain! Glad you enjoyed it. :D
DeleteA fun poem, Carol, and I love your zeugma: ‘collected her pride along with her fudge’.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Kim! It was fun to write!
DeleteCarol, you made it look easy. Now you have me hungry for fudge!
ReplyDeleteThanks, Lisa. It did make me think, with many rewrites of lines. :D
DeleteNicely done!
ReplyDeleteThanks, Shaun! :D
DeleteOh no! I’m sure it tastes amazing. There’s always next time?! I love “Fastening her jacket while fastening her eyes”. Good one!
ReplyDeleteThanks, Melissa. It was a great prompt to write to. :D
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