NaPM April 6 2014

[milo]

The Ass and the Lion an Aesop fable

Once there was an ass who longed to be
respected. Trusted. Feared by those around
him, but alas, he was an ass and so he found
his clownish face and dopey personality
left him as feared and trusted as the flea.
The lion, though, left every hare and hound
cowering in fear or bowing to the ground.
The ass was overcome with jealousy.

One day he wore a tawny lion skin
and strutted all about with royal zeal.
And much to his delight his former kin
bowed or trembled as the ass drew near.
But when a lion passed he brayed with fear.
The lion ate him as his noon time meal.

Nice sonnet, milo. Love the subtle but powerful variation in three and seven. And the way that seven connects to twelve. And of course the allegory.

A bit of a stretch to get back to the d rhyme but somehow it makes the last line even funnier and come out of nowhere, so I think it works petty well here.

Thanks. Post-NaPM it would need a little smoothing but I feel good just getting them down. Day 6 and I feel like I ran a marathon already.

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As we drove across the mile long bridge she asked me if I was sure.
I wasn't, but I nodded yes because I knew that was what was expected of me.
In the backseat I could not see that she tore it into,
saving part as a memento that I would not see until I was much older.
A light blue blur floated out from her window
falling down to be lost forever into the Red River.
To this day there is still a small part of me,
that wants to drive off each bridge I drive over
chasing my lost baby blanket.


Dale

This just happened last year?