- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Poetry hates me
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and I hate it right back.
That's it. No more.
I'm calling for a divorce.
Poetry has seduced me for the last time.
Shimmying its way across the ruins
of my heart,
in that damn red dress.
Or is it black?
Black would fit; poetry is the death of me.
Dress for a funeral, Poetry!
One you caused, by the bye.
Heartless Jezebel!
I would take a stab at you
but I'm too weak from loss of blood.
So ciao! Good-bye! Sayonara!
And while you're at it ...
make sure you call me sometime, okay?
- COMMENTS
HarryHillover 10 years agoAn example was shown to me by Billy Collins I believe is the last name in some thread on the forum. Angie should know the one I'm talking about. yours could share the same page (disclaimer) gotta go
kitten1964over 10 years agoAuthorThis poem came out from me taking a long, long look at my poems and wondering, why do I keep doing this? I keep trying to say something and missing the mark! But it's a compulsion - I'm an addict and can't stop.
Although I'm sure many are begging, "Please! Do stop!" *grins*
Glad to see there are other addicts like me! And thank you Harry for the shout-out in the forum. :)
Angelineover 10 years agoBut I love your poem! Poetry is a harsh mistress and you've made that point with a light touch and great humor. Maybe one change would be to have the narrator address poetry across the poem and not just just the parting starting from--
Dress for a funeral, Poetry!
Just my opinion but I think it would make the poem even stronger. Great read and thanks for the smile and nod of agreement your poem gave me.
