It's Fireblossom Friday at Real Toad's, and Shay has challenged us to write a poem inspired by the Art Nouveau of Alphonse Mucha. Well, all righty then. Let's see what happens. Do click over to The Garden and see what the other toads have written - there are some great reads in there, as always.
"Mr. Tambourine Man,
play that song" for her,
with her clear hopeful gaze,
and her pretty curls,
and her dreams of Tomorrow,
all shining.
Please don't tell her
how those dreams
will warp and burn,
when the sharp-toothed wolves
begin to circle.
Leave before they
start biting chunks
out of her trusting heart.
Let her have this moment
when she believes
that the pain of today
will be magically lifted
when someone, somewhere,
finally loves her.
Don't stick around
to watch the hope dim,
replaced by sorrow
in her eyes,
or to watch her
slowly stack the fortress
around her heart,
and lift the drawbridge.
Slip away, early on,
while the music
is still all about
Hope.
