Fortuna

Why has luck embodied a lady
then ever after, depicted as shady.

Are you Midas when it's you she beguiles or golden if from you she stays miles.

When she smiles on you it's so nice; and just as prepared she'll leave you on ice.

She may give you back your squandered youth or laugh when you're lost and feel long in the tooth.

You praise her nightly when with fire she burns, then despise and repent her when ice cold she turns.

You never give her credit for which she is due, but after she's done who's the one left blue.

You aide and abet her when you get to pick; yet curse her first tease if she's leaves you as quick.

You miss her most when you're forlorn and yet remember her vestige even then with scorn.

You approve of her wisely by your side when it's lady luck you beseech.

You're left to agonize that when you need her most

she's

only

always

barely

..............................................................................out of reach!

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Comments

lenchenelf | September 18, 2009 - 19:15

Indeed?

littlebit59 | September 18, 2009 - 19:36

Yes. Indeed.

lenchenelf | September 18, 2009 - 19:39

Quiet irony

littlebit59 | September 18, 2009 - 19:52

I think that's what I intended. So, thank you for getting it, my first attempt ever at anything remotely poetic.

Jeanne

Curse of 222 | September 19, 2009 - 01:03

this is a very good first attempt at anything "remotely poetic". the meter gets a bit lost here and there, but at the same time, i really like the break up of lines at the end...i think it works well. but i am one of those crazy free-verse kinda guys!

jason

littlebit59 | September 19, 2009 - 01:21

Thank you Jason, I kind of realized it wasn't perfect the way others seem to be able to do verse. I'm probably going to tweek it here and there and see what I can do about the lost meter or meters. I just had this moment of pure inspiration and perhaps ran a bit too eager with it. I still think my best shot is with hot erotic prose, that never needs to be metered out.;o)

Curse of 222 | September 19, 2009 - 01:27

well, it was apparently a damn good moment of inspiration and i don't know that you can be too eager too run with it. how about hot erotic poetry?

jason

littlebit59 | September 19, 2009 - 01:32

I just need the right inspiration to get the hot erotic poetry out from under my arse. I did a little of it today but I don't know if it's poetry or I was just drifting. And thank you again.

Curse of 222 | September 19, 2009 - 01:44

you're welcome. sometimes drifting is poetry. i had a creative writing teacher who used to tell me that there is no right way to write. she thought she was incredibly clever (she was, most of the time).

jason

littlebit59 | September 19, 2009 - 01:50

But, you know as well as I that it feels so much better when you get it right...yes?

Curse of 222 | September 19, 2009 - 01:57

it feels better to get it right, i agree. but it feels good to just let it out.

jason

littlebit59 | September 19, 2009 - 03:49

Yes. Indeed it do! This I have often maintained even though not yet in verse. Prose is my thumb pricked then sucked.