Heathcote Dares to Offer a Solution
Privately Peony practiced the art of purple magic
Reaching into her ruffian wand,
Lingering lovingly for a second or two
Outrageous? Sure. Ostentatious? She hoped so!
Further down in the feathery contraption
Under a peacock’s underlying ribbon of worth
Bringing a bright bubble of blue into the air
Ruffian wand wrote ridiculous on her forehead
No one had dared do that in Nam City
Kindnesses of knights would have nixed this
Coneflower her creative sister tried to explain
Antagonizing Peony in the process
Heathcote heard and had his hardy opinions
Look said Lavender, stay out of it!
Simmering softly, Heathcote wrote to Peony
Guess what? She grabbed his idea up!
No one else helped me north or south!
I appreciate your ideas, Heathcote.
Oh sure! Said Coneflower, take that ogre’s ideas.
They were enemies, she and that Neanderthal.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2021
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.
to post a comment