Winged Warrior Poet Rhyme

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Here Lies Eleanor

She is one of many, dear Eleanor secluded 
in her secular sepulcher,
One of the lonely plenty, a regular within the 
   anonymous atoms nebular…

Dreamed of rice, at her wedding 
with her sorrows spreading,
She paid the price, with tears shedding
   and one pillow bedding…

Of her loneliness, the nights in waiting 
never participating,
Perhaps erroneous, her heart pulsating 
   and will abating…

All her lonely people, avoiding the sun 
hurting no one,
Brings them to the steeple, with prayers none
   trying to outrun...

Father McKenzie, could not help Eleanor 
a social predator,
In his frenzy, using sermons as to metaphor 
   a false presenter.

Rest in peace Eleanor Rigby...





Aug.07.2019
Eleanor Rigby Who was she 
Sponsored by: Jerry T Curtis



Background music by
Jake Shimabukuro 
Eleanor Rigby 
(HiSessions.com Acoustic Live!)
With a female virtual voice

N/A for contest

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Alexis Y. August 30, 2019 at 11:45 AM Wow! WW, You've penned a good entry for the contest theme. I wish you the best of luck in the contest. Have a great weekend bro:-) Alexis

Richard Lamoureux August 27, 2019 at 5:21 PM I enjoyed your take on the theme. Good luck in the contest.

Kim Rodrigues August 8, 2019 at 6:09 PM Nicely done! Love the top pic! A social predator and false presenter...wow! WW...zing zing!

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart August 8, 2019 at 2:43 PM Rapt! And that final stanza sent me spinning. Good luck in the contest! xomo