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Oscar Night

Glitzy
Fussy
Lacey
Racy
The Oscar gown is worn just one time.
Too tight at the stairs, then she can't climb.

fashiontyburn

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Deb M

March 6, 2024 at 12:51 PM

Haha so true Hilda! Too tight or a gown that covers the “bits” JUST!!! Ha….Fun poem…..Debx

Hilda Greenhough

March 6, 2024 at 9:36 PM

Thank you for your comment. I find the Oscar's to be fairly lightweight.

Daniel Henry Rodgers

March 5, 2024 at 11:12 AM

Dear, Hilda, I stooped by to read your cute Tyburn. It made me smile and chuckle. I really enjoyed this short piece. Blessings, Daniel

Panagiota Romios

March 3, 2024 at 4:43 AM

Heh- Heh, Right on point.. Pangie

Hilda Greenhough

March 3, 2024 at 7:04 AM

The Oscar's are always humorous. Thanks for reading.

Evelyn Judy Buehler

March 2, 2024 at 10:00 PM

Your portrayal of Oscar night is rib-tickling, Hilda. It is also accurate, lol. Best wishes.

Hilda Greenhough

March 2, 2024 at 11:32 PM

Thanks again.

Robert Schatz

February 28, 2024 at 11:18 PM

Oh geez... Got a real laugh out of this Hilda, especially of course, the last line. I didn't see the Oscars but I feel like I can picture it.

Hilda Greenhough

February 29, 2024 at 3:25 AM

I'm glad it brought a smile.

Howard Kerr

February 28, 2024 at 8:55 PM

A very witty, wry Tyburn piece. Excellent word choice for subject matter. I enjoyed this immensely. Thank you so much for your review of The Rest Of The Story Part Two. Much appreciated

Hilda Greenhough

February 29, 2024 at 3:24 AM

Thank you.

Bill Baker

February 26, 2024 at 11:11 PM

Don't see this form very often, Hilda. Well-written to form, my friend. Good poetry! Bill

Hilda Greenhough

February 27, 2024 at 2:03 AM

Just trying it out. Joseph May did it first.

Gershon Wolf

February 26, 2024 at 7:57 PM

Nicely done, Hilda. Kind of like a wedding dress for some, I guess. ~ 'Buttons' Burstyn

Hilda Greenhough

February 26, 2024 at 8:25 PM

Thank you for your comment.

Ink Empress

February 26, 2024 at 9:14 AM

Made me laugh, haha. Sometimes i watch them too and make me think that too, they wear those glitszy racey clothes just once and can barely walk. Hah. It was just the other day i was watching one of them and made me think too: Sponsored clothes but still some of them i wouldnt want to be seen wearing! Clever write dear hilda: pleasure always reading your work. Sending you light always

Hilda Greenhough

February 26, 2024 at 1:13 PM

I wouldn't want to wear them either, though sometime a screenwriter arrives in something frumpy. Now that's talking style. I enjoy always your comments.

Sotto Poet

February 26, 2024 at 7:07 AM

Written with such cleverness, Hilda your Tyburn poem is truly a work of creativity. It is remarkable to consider that some individuals are willing to spend exorbitant amounts of money just to don a dress for a single occasion.

Hilda Greenhough

February 26, 2024 at 7:35 AM

Thank you . "What will I wear?", is a woman's lament. I, myself, have occasionally been guilty, though I try to keep the price down.