Pity Party
This is a Chaucerian roundel written off of a prompt from Scott Wood’s journal - http://scottwoods.livejournal.com/. Today’s prompt was: “A meeting that goes on so long it becomes something other than a meeting.” Enjoy.
-Nicole
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You called us out to this spot by pretense
For something other than a emergency meeting -
You lashed us all with a verbal beating
That left us stung and smarting. Hence
Why our friendships with you are now fleeting;
You called us out to this spot by pretense.
The pain is too great for any recompense
You’d give: we sat as you kvetched on, eating
Three hours up in false blame and mistreating.
You called us out to this spot by pretense.
Written 6/6/08
© 2008 Nicole Nicholson. All Rights Reserved.
that was excellent.. i often shy away fro form,, as it causes me to feel stiff and meaningless,, but you pulled this one of without a glitch.. great verse!!
Thank you. I find that sometimes forms help me organize my thoughts and direct the flow of the poem.
-Nicole