We all had a ball on that day of all days,
such feelings of power, that day of all days!
Best day of my life, was that day of all days -
so magic each hour, that day of all days.
I'd just gone to eye-ball their day of all days,
see the pigs cower, that day of all days.
But adrenalin ran on my day of all days
and nuffink was dour, that day of all days.
We robbed people blind on that day of all days,
were out on the scour, that day of all days.
The town was on fire for our day of all days,
but then it turned sour, the day of all days.
Some scum neighbours shopped us that day of all days,
turned our flames into flowers, killed our day of all days.
This challenging prompt was set by dVerse ~ Poets' Pub. Do visit them for info about the ghazal - and for much else.
I am aware that I've cheated a bit with the last line, but would appreciate any comments about a form that I have always found very difficult. This is the first attempt to get anywhere near completion.
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Their contribution: "fear for future"
I think mine would be: "Knee-jerk reactions"
Neither do I find very satisfactory: any others?
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