Her body is an occupied city
The fortress has been seized
The ruin and devastation a pity
Her body is an occupied city
It used to be so bright and pretty
The invading troops can not be appeased
Her body is an occupied city
The fortress has been seized
submitted for Poetry Jam, Occupy This!
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16 comments:
Oh, Lolamouse, what a wonderful verse. I can definitely picture a body as an 'occupied city.' It feels that way especially after a long day. LOL. Love the triolet form. Thanks for 'jamming' with us!
The first word that came to mind? CHARGE! (I love this.)
I recognise this person - do you know me personally?! :o]
Such is the passage of time!
Anna :o]
Love it, Lolamouse! :D And Imogene Coca -- what hoot!
Marie Elena
wow...nicely done...some really strong lines in there...i dunno i think beauty just changes with age...
Would that mine were occupied..........
*hee*
xo
I chuckle to the comments especially Helen's (my thoughts exactly but I'm primeval that way).
and agree with B. Miller because the eyes, mind and heart are part of the anatomy that ages in synchrony and beauty in simile.
Embrace your beauty.
...the invading troups... ha.
Oh, isn't Brian's comment just lovely?!! :)
Very very clever.........I love it, having been occupied with various ailments myself the past years:)
Lola, I loved this. I feel exactly this way these days...my body has been besieged by middle age nad it's losing, to my dismay....
I identify with this occupied city! Such an apt metaphor! A creative take on the prompt!
Super triolet Lola - I haven't been to your site before - it's really fun and I love the Blog's Title and Title description; it will have me chuckling all day ... thanks.
I feel like giving you a high five, Lolamouse, for this tart testimony to strength in the face of aging. Loved the graphics, too.
love it,
creative thinking on occupy.
that's great! When I read it first it seemed trite and then the repetition caught me and made me read again and it's true! We're occupied! Cropburning tactics ahoy!
That is awesome! And so damn true...
I'm happy with my age and who I am, but geeze what happened to that strapping young man I used to be? gone gone gone...
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