Viv Wigley Poet Sonnet

Facade

Her indifference was merely a facade
coquettish glances hidden by her fan
to see the real agenda wasn't hard
she sent out clues like only women can.
Champagne in hand she gazed across the floor
half listening to her chaperone, head cocked
but scanning the Lieutenant by the door
to meet and hold his glance, when their eyes locked.
Continuing to feign indifference,
the hand she'd dealt not willing to play yet
sadly for all of her perseverance
that night would be one she would not forget.

For as she would be told and has seen since
Lieutenant only had eyes for the Prince.


For contest, 'Camouflage me a poem', sponsor Broken Wings,
 August 7th, 2016, title modified on request :)

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Peter Lewis Holmes August 28, 2016 at 10:06 AM A gay poem Viv.... but not at all queer! Nice write!

James Inman August 12, 2016 at 12:09 PM Excellent write Viv. A wonderful story with great twist. Viv Wigley August 13, 2016 at 1:00 AM Thanks, James, I do like to do the twist.

Connie Marcum Wong August 8, 2016 at 9:24 AM I came back for another read. I love the picture too. ; ) Viv Wigley August 8, 2016 at 9:54 AM Sorry if the title change of name threw you, Connie, Broken Wings asked me to change it. Nice to see you, though, Viv x

Jean Murray August 8, 2016 at 4:41 AM My favourite line "she sent out clues like only a women can". I feel her frustration. Viv Wigley August 8, 2016 at 9:55 AM I would not hesitate catching your eye across a crowded ballroom floor, Jean, in our finest attire we would look like a tin of Quality Street x

Harry Horsman August 7, 2016 at 6:39 AM Wow, i read a winner here. very subtle love this. Viv Wigley August 7, 2016 at 9:11 AM Thanks, Harry. taking the definition of camouflage as making objects or people hard to see by any means, I suppose we all don camouflage occasionally. Regards, Viv

Connie Marcum Wong August 7, 2016 at 6:00 AM This is a classic! I loved your surprise ending. You are so great at keeping us guessing Viv. I hope this is a top winner! 7 ; ) Viv Wigley August 7, 2016 at 9:17 AM Thanks, Connie, camouflage is all about deceit, so it seemed appropriate on both sides. hope you're well. viv x

Probir Gupta August 7, 2016 at 5:59 AM Indeed brilliant work ... all the best ... Viv Wigley August 7, 2016 at 9:19 AM thanks, Probir, I do love doing a Sonnet style. Regards, Viv

David Smith August 7, 2016 at 1:13 AM Good camouflage poem. Fits the bill. Good luck. Cold in NZ at present. Lucky we didn't lose Kiwi Games Official at Olympics to stray bullet. Gone off Olympics. Maybe we need Just 2 or 3 permanent sites with different countries getting hosting rights for them to have different flavour. What do you think. Also reduce events. Enjoy rest of weekend David Viv Wigley August 7, 2016 at 1:30 AM Thanks, David. I'm only watching the Olympics for the swimming (Adam Peaty trains here in town), the rowing and, when I've spiked my missus' coffee with a sedative, the Women's beach volleyball. The Olympics is a little too tarnished now, drugs, backhanders- you're probably right, four countries around the globe taking the strain, so no more hosts end up bankrupt with deserted stadia. Have a good weekend, regards, Viv (21 degrees c, sunny)