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Gardens Grey

Pardon my Gardens; they're withered and grey:
Unkempt and wild and quite defiled
Given my odd and reclusive ways:
Eccentric is my fashion style

Look at Life through special glass:
I see it all now magnified
But my gardens grey, my cage, alas!
Damn society- be defied!

You should truly be in pictures,
You were born for it, you see:
Nevermind your fear and stricture;
What a starlet you would be!

Come and visit my grey gardens:
Bring your cameras; we will talk
Mother and I have long been hardened
By the way the others balk!

Jackie O. was in the know,
And embarrassed by our home
We let her in since she was kin
Though we sought to be alone

I am Edith Bouvier Beale,
A model once I was
Did cabaret 'til my dying day
When the flies began to buzz

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Juliet Ligon April 18, 2018 at 12:05 PM Creative write!

Mark Peterson December 16, 2013 at 1:47 AM Delightful, coherent write--as good as anything out there. I loved the last two lines of each stanza, which means you really delivered the rhyme. Just That Archaic Poet December 17, 2013 at 11:34 AM Thanks, Mark! Try to find the two different documentaries on the Beales of "Grey Gardens" and watch them; it's the only way to truly appreciate the character of "Little Edie" :)

Laura Breidenthal December 12, 2013 at 8:52 AM Thrilling poem and very creative! I was entertained throughout with your vivid imagery. It flowed nicely and had a very eccentric touch. Very much enjoyed reading. : ) Always. Laura Just That Archaic Poet December 17, 2013 at 11:31 AM Thank you, Laura; much appreciated :)

Richard Lamoureux December 9, 2013 at 6:02 PM Very well written Chan, You were inspired! Just That Archaic Poet December 10, 2013 at 5:31 AM Thanks, my friend :)

Joseph Matose December 8, 2013 at 1:18 AM I wish to share your lash grey gardens, Chan. They sound to me paradise enough. Thanks Buddy! Friend, JM Just That Archaic Poet December 8, 2013 at 6:15 AM Thanks for stopping by and for the read and reply, JM :)

David Fisher December 3, 2013 at 8:34 PM Enjoyable story and the title really drew me in, too. Just That Archaic Poet December 4, 2013 at 12:11 PM Thanks, David; much appreciated :)

Painted Hunter December 3, 2013 at 10:37 AM Very cool....and smooth. Well done! Just That Archaic Poet December 3, 2013 at 12:48 PM Thanks, Caleb! :)