Miss America
Your crown is crooked--
Worn gown with a stained frown
Your tag displays sold
Your photos are gold
Who did judge your illicitness?
Did those whom you spiteful mocked?
Your face shone like rubies,
Did you know?
Accompaniment for a crown,
A high priced temporary mansion.
Don’t drink fine wine before its time
Les’ it tarnish your crown and gown
Look up Miss America!
Oops! you sat down
A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.
Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| ... The Soul is Private | 2 | 07/06/2009 |
| If I Were a Shoe! | 0 | 06/11/2009 |
| Crazy 8's | 0 | 06/11/2009 |
| Miss America | 0 | 06/11/2009 |
| WE | 0 | 06/10/2009 |
| Juxtaposition | 0 | 06/10/2009 |
| Misnomer | 2 | 06/08/2009 |
| ODD | 0 | 06/08/2009 |
| EPAR | 2 | 06/08/2009 |
| Bi-Polar | 1 | 06/08/2009 |
| Happiness | 1 | 06/08/2009 |
| WHEN TWO BECOME ONE | 1 | 06/08/2009 |
| YET I RISE (original version) | 1 | 06/08/2009 |
| YET I RISE | 1 | 06/08/2009 |
| DITTO | 1 | 06/08/2009 |
| Clarity | 0 | 06/08/2009 |
| SUSTENANCE | 0 | 06/08/2009 |
| SWIM | 0 | 06/08/2009 |
| BEGAN AGAIN | 0 | 06/08/2009 |
| TAKING INVENTORY | 2 | 06/08/2009 |
| America’s Child, Be Blessed! | 1 | 06/08/2009 |
Please login or register
You must be logged in or register a new account in order to
Login or Registerleave comments/feedback and rate this poem.