Genre

Rondeau

Poems

A twisted tale of time and space
Pray tell me, what is in that case
We only see its inner glow
Rewind, review it, blow by blow
the words embrace

The music score maintains its pace
The watch’s tale, with a straight face
each line a masterpiece of flow
And in the end of it we know
that Zed is dead

Here there’s no cutting to the chase
One hitman lives by finding grace
Another dies, his tale of woe
a bathroom tale – dies on the go
Perhaps I know what’s in the case
and Zed is dead


Author notes: 6. Pulp Fiction (directed by Quentin Tarantino) Rondeau https://allpoetry.com/contest/2787279-Challenging-Contest.-Rondeau-of-Chosen-Rese