Edith was filled with blind invidiousness
Everything Norma did irritated her
Edith could not release her envy
Focusing her attention on Norma’s every step
Every word she said, everything she did annoyed Edith
She began scheming how to make her enemy disappear
Crazy jealousy had turned Edith into a potential killer
She spent day and night imagining Norma’s demise
When Norma arrived to bring Edith fresh home-made bread.
She had no idea the danger she was in
Categories:
edith, jealousy, women,
Form: Free verse
A Sonnet Without A Usage,
Doth not this piercing soul go down
with timeless songs unsung by you?
Besmirched like coal this old clown
feels singed, moreover feeling blue
Fork the mile come to my rescue
deliver joy to me beloved one
Suitor of my core, I love you
more then time more than sun
Nucleus of my dreams come hither
for this old buffoon needs your smile
you know he wishes not to wither
seared but un-scorched he is defiled
Oh Edith love, refuse me not
this old fool still thinks your hot!
not for contest
Categories:
edith, appreciation,
Form: Sonnet
Archie Bunker
World War II veteran and blue-collar worker
Anticatholic, racist, sarcastic twisted sense of humor
Edith his submissive wife never anger or ranter
Edith Bunker
Naive wife about life and a chatty wonder
Archie would tell her, Would you stifle yourself, it drove him insane
Loves her husband all the same
10/4/2021
All In The Family
Clerihew 2 Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Joseph May
Categories:
edith, character,
Form: Clerihew
Archie Bunker
A good ol' boy,
Opinionated and moody,
He tended to be broody.
Edith Bunker
Was Archie's wife.
With a cheerful outlook she fought his strife.
The one bright spot in Archie's life.
ALL IN THE FAMILY
Categories:
edith, husband, wife,
Form: Clerihew
Edith Lived here
Black & white photo
A house where
Edith Piaf lived
Casting a long shadow
On a summer street.
Blank windows
The house is unpainted
As always
Edith has gone
Her voice lives on
She had no regrets.
Categories:
edith, death, death of a
Form: Blank verse
Archie Bunker made Edith a saint
His attitude made most people faint
His words often cruel
He acted like a fool
But She still loved him with no complaints
2/2/19
Limerick 4 Contest
Sponsor: Joseph May
9,9,6,6,9 (Howmanysyllables.com)
Categories:
edith, funny,
Form: Limerick
What we like best about books by Edith
Are all well worth it and will readeth
And would always walk many a mile
To buy one written Southern Style.
One might be a marvelous mystery
While other was about local history
Was character who had been so shy
Blushed each time she would pass by.
So at St. James she became an acolyte
Making sure things were done alright
Occasionally read about Savior Jesus
And she never suffered from enuresis.
When she read was as steady as can be
And in each verse you could start to see
What happened and actually went on
Lit your eyes up like the bright sun.
What a marvelous voice she sure had
While mine is bad and seems so sad
A message from God to Edith did come
Vestry Board Member Jim Horn must become.
Categories:
edith, religious,
Form: Couplet
“No, I have no regrets.”
Golden-winged
One of love’s truest voices,
If you’ve ever regretted
The early abandonment
The life of the bordello the circus
The street performances vocal and acrobatic
The early blindness thankfully early passing
The altered states of your mother’s legacy
The false accusations of murder
The too early passing
Of Marcelle and Marcel
Your beautiful songs
Have never showed a bit of it
Except when they’ve made
Their most poignant points
About love
The one word of advice
You have for us all.
You went from nowhere
To national icon
Part of the world stage
In the pink
Out of the street
Delivering as though you’re still there.
You’re a friend
To the nobody caberet singer
And Mômone
To the music
And the spoiled life
Which nobody need regret
Since you’ve known as well as any the meaning
Of the loneliness poverty malnutrition despair
Flowing through your songs
Even as you make another overpowered attempt
To perform knowing why
The show must go on.
~ Thanks Always Returns
Categories:
edith, hero, love, music, passion,
Form: Verse
For 'music to my pen' contest - (Poem about Edith Piaf with reference to the song ''no
regrets'' and her autobiography)
Sat up,
Listening to sparrow.
Her every single word.
Loosing my memories.
Each night hoping,
That I might,
One day remember.
Rested head,
Did you hear her?
Each breathe a diamond.
Roughly cut out of love.
Never enough.
Her tears my lullaby.
Oh how I wish,
I could have been,
Her ever lasting spot light,
A warming blanket.
As the suns dimmed fast,
I know she feels the cold.
''No regrets'', I hear echo
''To hell with the past!''
Categories:
edith, art
Form: I do not know?