(The form is- the second and fourth lines of a four lines per verse poem become the first and third lines of the second stanza, etc: Yeah, weird and repetitive, but try to bear with me; or just read it and weep. The prompt for this Chel Owens Terrible Poetry Competition effort was ’embarrassment.’)
Bust A Move. After I'd turned to her for just one dance I was left gasping, so long and red of face, Away she swept after high-arched glance With effortless entitled aristocratic grace. I was left gasping, so long and red of face, Sorrowfully, I watched her pertly depart With effortless entitled aristocratic grace, Stilettos driving deep into my bitter heart. Sorrowfully I watched her pertly depart- She'd put me back in my place, and class, Stilettos driving deep into my bitter heart When she slipped and fell flat on her ass! She'd put me back in my place and class But as the titters began to grow apace When she slipped and fell flat on her ass I was left gasping, so long, and red of face.
(This pantoum has proved to be a proper pain in the ass for her, our heroine, to experience and me to write. Something both of us would rather not repeat.)
©Obbverse.
cute! Interesting format, could make for good song lyrics perhaps in some contexts but as you suggest, it also might get tiring quickly… no “American Pie” length versions need apply!
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Yeah, it becomes an exercise in structure real fast. ‘American Pie’ would get bogged down with heavy Chevvy references pretty quick, not to mention it would run to about a thousand ponderous verses!
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Well done, but just the thought of the time it must have taken you to write a pantoum had me reading and weeping (and vowing to stick to what I do best, which is find reasons to rest).
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Thanks, but yeah, not a form I will ‘entertain’ in the future.
It stifles the creative flow,
So pantoums, you gotta go.
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Good grief, you’ll be needing to do a bit of free verse to have a relaxing and rule-free rest after that.
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Yep, it drags the fun out of writing. Who wants wordplay to become drudgery? But that’s one style scratched off the fu- bucket list.
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The moral is to never wear high heels/
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Oh, I don’t know. High heels helped her come down to earth. And when I saw her down on her… luck, I was quite happy to give her a helping foot… er, hand?
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😀 Winning strategy
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I must say that you did quite well, considering the quizzical and strenuous format. And thank you for doing this, as I can now say that I know what a pantoum is (never heard of it before) and I also know that I never intend to write one… 😉
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Yep, I’m no fan- they can shove their pantoums up their pantaloons. This is my one and only.
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