She didn't see him until she turned around
but he was pressed against her spine
smiling, like he'd won the lottery.
He looked familiar,
like an apparition
from some childhood dream.
Then, she remembered;
almost ten years before this moment,
they were the hottest item on campus.
He whispered;
'I still love you doll".
The robotics of his voice made her shiver.
Stunned into silence, and hesitant to speak;
she glared long into insincere eyes,
and retorted; "how is your wife?"
Author notes
Option 6: Use your own ironic oxymoronic inspiration.
A contest entry
- MOCKERY! by FallingSideways.
1050 points, ended December 8, 2008, 8 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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yes gril! hit them with the real. i tell you, some men! [SMH]
it's men like this that make it just fine with me to remain single. it's hard to know who to trust. i like how you made this scen so real. great poetry! [IAI] -
Congrats on earning the Emerald Chalice! I love the life-like quality of your musing. This poem reminds me of an incident I experienced just las Summer. I love the last lines. You have a way of always giving that surprise ending. Great job!
Much Love & Happy Holidays ♥
Renee
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Golden lines:
retorted; "how is your wife?"
and the simile:
smiling, like he'd won the lottery
I give you kudos for effectively rendering character personalities in such brevity.
Oddly enough, this sounds similar to something from my past.
Well done.
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"how is your wife?"
bahaha
BURN.
Great job(:
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