Poetry Thursday 12 Oct. 2006
Read a media publication, and what you get is not always what is!
Read a media publication, and what you get is not always what is!
MY MADONNA
I hailed me a woman from the street,
Shameless, but oh, so fair!
I bade her sit in the model's seat
And I painted her sitting there.
I hid all trace of her heart unclean;
I painted a babe at her breast;
I painted her as she might have been
If the Worst had been the Best.
She laughed at my picture and went away
Then came with a knowing nod,
A connoisseur, and I heard him say;
"'Tis Mary, the Mother of God."
So I painted a halo round her hair,
And I sold her and took my fee,
And she hangs in the church of Saint Hilaire,
Where you and all may see.
Shameless, but oh, so fair!
I bade her sit in the model's seat
And I painted her sitting there.
I hid all trace of her heart unclean;
I painted a babe at her breast;
I painted her as she might have been
If the Worst had been the Best.
She laughed at my picture and went away
Then came with a knowing nod,
A connoisseur, and I heard him say;
"'Tis Mary, the Mother of God."
So I painted a halo round her hair,
And I sold her and took my fee,
And she hangs in the church of Saint Hilaire,
Where you and all may see.
Robert W. Service
posted by rel at 5:21 AM
9 Comments:
Looks can be deceiving. Great poem choice!
Love the unexpected turn of this poem. Excellent!
What a lovely poem!
I like the unexpectedness of the ending - it's true you should never judge by appearances either good or bad. Thank you for your lovely comment on my blog - you're very good for a girl's ego!
Love this. How true, how true.
this is great..loved it, you hit it right on the halo.LOL..m
See that? Put a halo on us and we're little angels!! hehe
Very good lesson indeed.
I love Service's poetry, so great choice, rel! :)
So appropriate - thank you for sharing it!
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