If only we danced
Two by two,
Four by four.
When young men stood and bowed
When you walked through the door.
If only we sang
And sewed the day away;
If only we knew
The innocent way.
If only we could go back to the times
Where the pianoforte forced civilities;
And the ballroom allowed for no liberties.
If only there were some kind of portal,
A paradox;
For there is a world in which I would like to get lost.
If only we lived as we did back then;
All I know is that I want to be lost in Austen.
Inspired by the hit TV series 'Lost in Austen'.
1 comment:
This is not my best poem, but since when must everything we write be Pulitzer worthy? This is my blog - I'm allowed to be silly if I want. I never claimed this was a good poem, or that I'm a good poet, but I have the right to post whatever the hell I want here without such rude criticism.
We can all have our own opinions on television shows. I happen to like Lost in Austen, it happened to be rather popular and although I have no problem with criticism, I have a problem with rudeness.
FYI, all comments are moderated, and I will post all comments that are civil and not personal in nature regardless whether opinions differ to mine or not. But I will not tolerate pointless and unconstructive abuse of either myself, this blog or my writing. This is why the disgusting comment to which I am referring to is not here at this time.
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