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.
π«οΈποΈβ¨
The Grizzle in a perfect town
Where all frowned the perfect frown;
Where all ladies, trim and prim,
Wore dresses, neat and slim.
πΏππΆ
Paused giggles, counted sighs,
Cut the tales, lengthened ties,
Canned the laughs, shortened smiles
Shooed the birds, lengthened lies.
ποΈπ―οΈ
A strange child, silent soul.
No cute smile, but shadow bold
He sits still, watches me
I nearly run, barely flee
πͺπ±
The windows white, green vines flat
Laughter clear, inward trapped;
Grizzle grins. Nothing new.
"Don't block me, or spoil my view."
ππ
He still stays, he still grins
Spoils the hues, and smiles thin
He lays flat, the fences white,
Cans laughter, blocks the light.
ππ³οΈπ«οΈ
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.




Comments (1)
Oooo, spooky! Loved the way you made this rhyme!