Daily Prompt: A to Z
Create a short story, piece of memoir, or epic poem that is 26 sentences long, in which the first sentence begins with “A” and each sentence thereafter begins with the next letter of the alphabet.
Photographers, artists, poets: show us ORDERLY.
All along the end was known,
Before it even began.
Cleverness and common sense
Do not preclude ancestral fallacies,
Especially those of the heart.
Fain was he to fall for her
Given her frame,
Her response mirroring his.
Inescapable that there should be one more:
Jilted she felt, and hard done by.
Knowing the way the world works,
Lamented love’s labour lost,
Much hurt by betrayal, unrecognised as
Not of the man, but
Of the woman, friend-supposed.
Perhaps it wasn’t meant to be, but
Quite obviously her long-expressed wishes were
Relegated by the heiress of affection,
Selfishly, to where inconvenient
Truths are banished:
Under the rug.
Verily the turn of events left behind a heart-
Wrenchingly desolate tale of betrayal,
eXcuse of exigency proven enough to obliterate loyalty.
Yesterday serves as a lesson to us
Zest in trust to be wrought with care.
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Challenge well met – and I really enjoyed feeling pulled back to an earlier time with your use of language. Thanks!
Thank you so much! I’m glad you enjoyed it. Thanks for stopping by. 🙂
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Wow! I’d never heard of the word fain before I read this and now I am enlightened. Lamented love’s labour lost is what rocks my world, I applaud what you have done here with the prompt, the language really makes it stand out. Well done indeed.
Haha thank you so much for dropping by! I’m glad you liked it 🙂 but I have to give credit where it’s due: “love’s labour lost” is the title of a Shakespearean play. But again, thank you very much!
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