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