October 29, 2013

Free Verse...

 Dedicated to Florence Galati
 
The Novelist
 
You are looking at her with interest
seemingly smug and giddy listening intensely
to her stories of portentous men in her life.
Laughingly, she captures your intense, curious heart.
 
She says casually, she has been around,
she knows what she wants and expects in a man.
Knowing what they want and desire, she will play
their costly game, thus, winning all in the end.
 
She again throws her head back and laughs,
gaining attention, securing herself in a shaky, unsecured
moment of truth, revealed carelessly during a nervous
conversation drawing again the attention she craves.
 
Realizing eyes are staring upon her body she is
exposed to the greedy world of lust, a world of
novel making, words of explicit description
from words she has spoken in haste.
 
Quietly, she turns to me, her long time friend,
looking into my eyes for comfort, sheltering her
mind from the cruel words of disbelief uttered,
are her stories of compassion truth or fiction…
 
She reluctantly admits her words are only make believe,
throwing her head back and laughing again,
as she cleverly captured us all with her
story telling as only the novelist can do.
 
 - Rhoda Galgiani
 
Hi Rhoda
 
Hope all is well with you, I had just went on to see what you wrote about Flo.
Very nice. Take care have a good day.
 
Frank

(A nice email I received from Florence's Brother...rg)
 
Free Verse or Unrhymed Poetry Form has no rhyme, no special line length or no special pattern. It sounds like natural speech. It tells a story or paints a picture. It uses carefully chosen words to describe experiences or feelings. It is written like a poem and not like a paragraph. It must make sense to the reader…rg