I WAS HIS BUT HE WASN’T MINE

FRIDAY 21st AUGUST 2020

This is a response to a Flash Fiction prompt from ‘Putting My Feet In the Dirt’, Writing Prompts hosted by ‘M’.
Which can be found by following the link below..

I WAS HIS BUT HE WASN’T MINE

by John Yeo

Josephine smiled and looked so divine

As she gave the court her explanation.

‘The fact is, I was his but he wasn’t mine.

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The Judge smiled, his thoughts to confine

How could this girl kill without compunction? 

Josephine smiled and looked so divine

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The lawyers pleaded a compassionate line 

Pleading a mental state, her sad Iteration 

‘The fact is, I was his but he wasn’t mine.

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The jury concentrated, she seemed so benign,

The outcome was sure without complication 

Josephine smiled and looked so divine

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Witnesses drew a portrait of a man so fine

Josephine had killed without rationalisation 

‘The fact is, I was his but he wasn’t mine.’

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The judge gave his verdict a cell should confine 

Her to a life of internment and sad isolation 

Josephine smiled and looked so divine

‘The fact is, I was his but he wasn’t mine.’

© Written by John Yeo