Thursday, April 26, 2018

BUDAPEST, 1992


Ken said: How about using respectable, 
unmade-up terms that sound archaic & obscure, 
like escutcheon? It's short, to the point
& still polysyllabic! I love the sound 
of escutcheons, flanges, and finials—
But such odd words for a poem to make.
Take, for instance, Gül Baba's tomb
on the banks of the Danube, 
on Turkish soil in the middle of Budapest,
with its finial, a spire & crescent moon
against a breathless summer sky.
And the roses. Oh, the roses!
As Ken held the camera steady,
I nearly swooned in the midday sun.

4/26/18

For today’s prompt, pick an intriguing and/or seldom-used word, make it the title of your poem, and then, write your poem. If you have a limited vocabulary, try out brabble, dandle, feracious, impavid, lippitude, or vulgus. Or pick up a dictionary or thesaurus

2018 April PAD Challenge: Day 25

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