BOLD GYPSY HUMBLED

Written by: nette onclaud



On full moon night, wild tresses float like flowers
as stars ignite her arms to dance, then to pull
her gypsy robe, arise  tambourine hours ;
the wake of  feet romancing tunes from sky’s drool.

Bold magic only her distinct kismet whips
Yet she, humbled by thief lover’s captured kiss,
unveils the inner tramp panting without reign.
By dawn, a Jezebel turns into maid chained!



©rispetto using two rhyming quatrains abab ccdd
with 11-syllable lines


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For Lisa Cooper’s Gyspy, Tramps and Thieves
14 may 12