[stylist] Golden Oldie

[Lynda Lambert]

Former poet laureate of the US, and pulitzer prize winner, Rita Dove, wrote "Golden Oldie." This reminds me of the prompt to write a poem based on a line of lyrics -  published in 1995 in the Mississipppi Review.

I put in 3 periods and spaces after each line in hope it does not get scrambled.

I am still thinking of what I might write for the prompt- but wanted to pass this one along in pennance for not getting one done yet.  lol
Lynda


 

 Golden Oldie

I made it home early, only to get . . . 
stalled in the driveway-swaying . . . 
at the wheel like a blind pianist caught in a tune . . .
meant for more than two hands playing. . . 
The words were easy, crooned. . . 
by a young girl dying to feel alive, to discover . . .
a pain majestic enough . . .
to live by. I turned the air conditioning off, . . .
leaned back to float on a film of sweat, . . .
and listened to her sentiment: . . . 
Baby, where did our love go?-a lament . . .
I greedily took in . . .
without a clue who my lover . . .
might be, or where to start looking. . . .

Copyright © 1995 Mississippi Review.