she walked right into the steel trap
his eyes alight with fire and smiles
guided by lust and with no map
she knew her life was filled with trial
dishing out diatribes with bile
constant diurnal nagging witch
devoid of compassion and guile
to be loved by him her sole wish
she softened and ripened like sap
he flattered and wooed her in style
her beauty emerged like silk flax
he spared no expense for a while
then he changed like the wind so vile
a strange and unexpected switch
her weeping could be heard for miles
to be loved by him her sole wish
she said she would welcome him back
if he swore to control his ire
he said he would sink in his straps
and would rather die on a pyre
she obliged and set him on fire
and granted his last dying wish
to be loved by her and only her
signed
Madame top Queen and a Bitch
she was quite upset for a time
but then wisely thought of the hitch
never try to cross a Maguire
or you'll end up dead in a ditch
to be loved by him her sole wish
Tread/Treat with care! Very cute and well done with form. K.
ReplyDeletenice...i think you did well to form in this and some nice story telling...i like the use of off rhyme as well...kinda tragic you know...
ReplyDeleteIf you mean my attempt at ballad form is tragic I agree:)
ReplyDeletehaha...he surely didn't mean your attempt at ballad form is tragic..smiles..
ReplyDeletei think you did well..though i'm no expert at all...tried to write one but failed...smiles...so kudos for trying your hands on that difficult form
I love this story of Molly Maguire...she was no pushover! And no, I don't think your ballad is tragic either!
ReplyDeleteI loved this. It has a song quality and while you took a couple of liberties in the end (the additional syllables in the penultimate stanza and the extra line in the envoi) it was clever, and fun and does what a song of any period has done - you made the words fit the music and there is definitely music all the way through this. I thought this was exceptionally good. You did the old BALLADE proud!All the poets through time have written this way right back to the beginning!
ReplyDeleteHigh praise indeed from the poetic form maestro. Thank you.
ReplyDeleteI loved this story, as dramatic as any in the traditional ballads — and the moral:
ReplyDeletenever try to cross a Maguire
or you'll end up dead in a ditch
! :)