Sunday, May 1, 2011

Ode to Miss Shirley Delta Blow

This poem grew out of an assignment from my poetry writing class to write a classical sonnet in the Shakespearean mode. Fourteen lines, ten syllables each, rhyme scheme of ABAB CDCD EFEF GG. Here you go:
Ode to Miss Shirley Delta Blow

We went to Hamburger Mary’s last night,
‘Cause our friend Stuart in drag would perform.
We laughed at his sequined dress with delight.
Through laughter this world he seeks to reform.

Miss Shirley Delta Blow, her name, her fame!
He shakes her long hair, for she must be bold.
“For one gets one life, life is not a game,”
She with a beautiful voice to us told.

Feminist blade ‘neath cotillion skirts,
Miss Blow sang, “Oh, we are just who we are
So rip that pink star from off of your shirts,
But doors to your hearts - wide open – ajar!"

From Shirley we learned that she must exist
So all can feel this world’s beautiful bliss.



R.

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