Prompted by Poet's Place Cafe

Form of the Week Onda Del = And the Trial Drones On

And the Trial Drones On

Drama and theatrics galore
who hit who first?
He with big thirst,
she, manipulating the score

Drop-dead gorgeous they both can claim
She much younger
with a hunger.
He has talent, money and fame.

Stories told, playing with danger
drug-fueled rages
turn the pages,
It's become, stranger and stranger.

She mimics dress of witnesses,
steals movie lines,
and plants poop mines,
It's hard to trust her obsesses.

His generous actions and poise,
hard to ignore.
When drunk, a bore,
slamming cupboards makes lots of noise.

We ask, who is the aggressor?
It's him or her
truth in a whir.
I believe not him, I guess her.
                    ~~Judi Van Gorder

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Prompt: "Form of the week: Onda Mel"  
Verse Form: Onda Mel