Summer Romance

Summer Romance

A Poem by Laura E. Aranda
"

Love can last but only til supper, no? I am trying my hand at metafiction, did this one fly?

"

Footloose and Fancy Free ran away again

Others all around shook their heads and whispered

'What will keep them 'part, our guidance is in vain'

 

Alas, Footloose and Fancy Free wrote in the sand a love poem with their toe

Starry eyed and with Cupid's bow they tickled and laughed until hunger struck

They dared not fight or leave the other lest someone said, 'I told you so'

 

Fearfully they immortalized their dying summer passion

By carving their initials in the other's thigh

Surely love like ours must be known in this unusual fashion

 

Hunger pains ran a-gape and crickets begin to mate

Fancy Free pouted at the setting sunbeams

Footloose hurriedly gathered his things, for to supper he would be late

 

 

© 2008 Laura E. Aranda


Author's Note

Laura E. Aranda
Metafictive devices
This section was taken from Wikipedia:Metafiction

A novel about a person writing a novel
A novel about a person reading a novel
A story that addresses the specific conventions of story, such as title, paragraphing or plots.
A non-linear novel, which can be read in some order other than beginning to end .
Narrative footnotes, which continue the story while commenting on it.
A novel in which the author (not merely the narrator) is a character.
A movie in which a character reads a fictional story
A story that anticipates the reader's reaction to the story.
Characters who do things because those actions are what they would expect from characters in a story
Characters who express awareness that they are in a work of fiction
A work of fiction within a fiction
A real pre-existing piece of fiction X, being used within a new piece of fiction Y, to give the illusion that Y's fictional world is "our world".

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Uhh. Summer Love. It gets tiring you just wanna bash your head against some wall. I hate it when love has to fade with the summer, when you have to deal with the aftermath of a fleeting obsession. Does it always have to fade?
Anyway, this poem is lovely. I loved the images and descriptions and metaphors.
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Posted 15 Years Ago


This poem is beautiful... completely captures the intensity and passion of love and obsession.

Posted 15 Years Ago



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