Francella, my Pitiful Dear
you sit there in all your golden glory
blue emeralds for eyes and ravishing rubies for lips
the gown that pools about your frame
gives everyone a run for their filthy money
Francella, my Wonderful Friend
you stand in the corner and watch me
and I find such strength in your smile
encouraging me, as I step into Society's gaze
compliment me, dear comrade, in all of my glory!
Francella, my Poor Fool
you're all dolled up and the boys smile
smile and hope to catch your attention
But, naive, you continue to gaze at me
Do you seek my support?
Francella, my Sisterly Protector
come to me now and tell me
why your eyes are as dark as the sea
and your lips have turned down as he approaches me
and why... why, my Frannie, are you crying
Francella, my Foil and my Hatred
you have chosen poorly, child
and as he approaches you I find my eyes darken with rage
and you are as ugly to me now as you were
when I found you, cold, on my front steps
Francella, my Nurse and my Savior
won't you congradulate me as he sinks to one knee?
as he begs for my hand and my love
and his voice calls to me like a spot of light
deep with in the black hole of your rage
Francella, my Victim
you disappointed me and betrayed me
I gave you my name out of love and you dashed it
dashed that love against the rocks that border the sea
the sea of emotion that washes over me
Francella, my Death.
A contest entry
- Francella - Write about this random name. by bw43.
450 points, ended March 10, 2007, 6 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Your best work (Quickie). by jocelynclaire.
300 points, ended June 9, 2008, 34 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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hmmm...
I like the way in each stanza the speaker has the opposite opinion as the last of this Francella.
It sounds like it's about a girl with multiple personalities... or maybe a girl staring at herself in the mirror, judging herself differently every day... struggling between hating herself and accepting herself.
I liked your use of beginning every first line with the name Francella...
And your last line was great... the way the reader goes through this lifetime with Francella and in the end dying. Maybe it's about suicide? Does she kill herself... the fact that she just can't accept herself? It sounds like she struggles with herself... and is never as perfect as she tries to be.
Thank you for your excellent entry and good luck in the contest.
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