I thought after seeing the piece on Hemingway’s gravesite, I thought I would do a nod to him for my post for this week.
“Enigma of Emily”
An air of mystery in black,
The split on respect the men revere and the lady’s lack.
Father sees her as perfect and frail,
What she thinks of the townsfolk’s curiosity, they can go to Hell!
Tobe feels she is deserving of devotion and care,
Trustworthy and reserved the brunt of her life he would bare.
Homer independent and fun-loving with is head held high,
Cigar and bowler, reins and whip; never knew he was to die!
Her home open after her death heavy with dust and disuse,
The women swoop in and the lips of gossip are loose.
The grisly and morbid scene of the love affair,
The tender tomb with the indented pillow and the iron-grey hair!!
Love it!
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