The Grin in Mayfair
On Perfection and What It Presses Flat
Today is Seuss Day - a day that celebrates bright rhymes and tidy morals, This one wanders into his territory.
Sometimes, what is changed cannot return.
He can. So can we.
🌫️🏘️✨
The Grizzle in a perfect town
Where all frowned the perfect frown;
Where all ladies, trim and prim,
Wore dresses, neat and slim.
🌿📏😶
Paused giggles, counted sighs,
Cut the tales, lengthened ties,
Canned the laughs, shortened smiles
Shooed the birds, lengthened lies.
👁️🕯️
A strange child, silent soul.
No cute smile, but shadow bold
He sits still, watches me
I nearly run, barely flee
🪟🌱
The windows white, green vines flat
Laughter clear, inward trapped;
Grizzle grins. Nothing new.
"Don't block me, or spoil my view."
🌑🔒
He still stays, he still grins
Spoils the hues, and smiles thin
He lays flat, the fences white,
Cans laughter, blocks the light.
🌘🕳️🌫️
Original poem by Michelle Liew Tsui-Lin. AI tags are coincidental.
For Mikeydred's March prompt
About the Creator
Michelle Liew Tsui-Lin
Hi, i am an English Language teacher cum freelance writer with a taste for pets, prose and poetry. When I'm not writing my heart out, I'm playing with my three dogs, Zorra, Cloudy and Snowball.
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