#NaPoWriMo #April #2023
Here’s our (optional) prompt for the day. Begin by reading Charles Simic’s poem “The Melon.” It would be easy to call the poem dark, but as they say, if you didn’t have darkness, you wouldn’t know what light is. Or vice versa. The poem illuminates the juxtaposition between grief and joy, sorrow and reprieve. For today’s challenge, write a poem in which laughter comes at what might otherwise seem an inappropriate moment – or one that the poem invites the reader to think of as inappropriate.
❤️I am loving the prompts but I am finding them difficult to do but I do like a challenge. ❤️
At Auntie Hilda's funeral
we sat in sober silence.
The eulogy droned on and on.
Then we looked at each other
as sisters often do. Which one
of us started to giggle first?
No matter, we turned away
from each other, but it made no
difference we could not stop.
Hands over mouths, tears running
down our faces, we tried to stop.
"Behave!" mum's voice was a hiss.
As we left church we had stopped.
Mopping up tears with our hankies.
The vicar shook mum and dad's hands.
"Her nieces were so fond of her,"
the vicar told my mum, "indeed."
My mum blushed and came after us!
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