Shortly after writing my first rondeau from a prompt in Imaginary Garden with Real Toads, http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2011/09/x-marks-spot.html, I see this wonderful photo prompt (see below) at Poetic Bloomings http://poeticbloomings2.wordpress.com/2011/09/11/wishful-young-dreamers/. Now I have to use a new form about a thousand times before I master it—that’s why I haven’t mastered any yet—so I ask myself, dast I try another rondeau? I dast.
BEFORE THE PROM
By Mike Patrick
Before the prom, we had some time
to kill. Twas happenstance Spring’s clime
was ripe for love to finally bloom.
And we, beneath the lake’s full moon,
embraced within the scent of pine.
Your beauty, in your gown sublime,
was all I saw as lips met mine.
The minutes ran away so soon
before the prom
We trifled then with love’s lifeline,
not knowing how it would define
our happiness, with children, strewn
with laughter we could not presume
before our lives did full entwine . . .
before the prom.