Cyrano de Bergerac
entered a race
not fleet of foot
but hoping to place
tho' quick off the mark
the competition so tough
kept him on his toes
when the going got rough
yet setting the pace
he won by a nose...
the schnozz on his face
With apologies to Edmond Rostand (1868 – 1918)
Categories:
edmond rostand, fun, humorous, race, silly,
Form: Rhyme
as our eyes met
as our eyes met
a thunderous spark
detonated in my heart
a sudden tsunami
of years of ancient history
in some telepathic wave
taking my breath away
i understood in an instant
it had all been a charade
how things really happened
the day we met
IT WAS HE
who noticed me across the room
and elbowed his buddy
who haphazardly reacted to the nudge
by flashing his big bright smile my way
and it just so happened our eyes locked
changing history
yes IT WAS HE
who was going through a rough patch
encouraged his friend to pursue me
and offer me a ride home
that’s how i fell for the clown
but today years later
his eyes betrayed him revealing
IT WAS HE
who had been in love with me all along
and here i'd been duped
ironically a victim to my very own version
of the classic Cyrano de Bergerac love triangle
dazed i stood in staggering awe
of what could have been
Read on air by invitation ~ April 4, 2021 'LATE NIGHT POETS'
AP: Honorable Mention 2021
Posted on March 26, 2018
(reference to my favorite, the most wonderful and famous play CYRANO DE BERGERAC written by Edmond Rostand)
Categories:
edmond rostand, confusion, emotions, games, irony,
Form: Free verse