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A Devil of a Lover

Thought it was time,
I told you what I really feel.
So I verbally kicked you,
And you keeled over.
But like all cassanovas upright and sober
You are my strongest vessel,
So on all fours I begged a clover
Of emotion from you.
So rare.
But nothing.,
No impact, made no difference
Your armour suited,
Intact.
Your anvil broke my back
You swine.
Love and hate on both hands
Love and hate at the same time
Pleasure and pain
All your dominions should be mine
You Devil in disguise
But they never are
And lucifer would be wise
To hide behind your eyes
So why a devil of a lover, attractive?
why, the polar opposite,
Of what a girl should arc and protract with.

I offered you all.
you- Nothing.
turned my fingers over
found empty psalms of you
flailed arms, Thrown band of gold,
raked this holy zoo of home
Burned your metaphoric clothes.
In rituals mouthed ‘I do’
so often tried to shake .
To disconnect you.
To e mail, block you,
To un-join, to erase to blot you .

You keep coming back.

Over minefields my mantra
I continue to tread, on track,
when it hurts.
and what’s more
your unsaid is the worst.
I know I’m never first,
In thought,
Too many ladies,
on your collision course .
you devil! you swine! stop.being.mine
you.devil!, you swine.
stop.
being mine




◄ the farmer and the carrion bird

these things I despise ►

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Jeff Dawson

Mon 9th Feb 2009 20:40

Hi Pete, nice one, good idea.

Thanx so much for your comments, was made up, well appreciated, see you soon, Jeff

Pete Crompton

Mon 5th Jan 2009 23:41

liking the shoes Gus!

thanks for that, I'm really made up you like it.
there is an explanation but I have become into the enigma of this poem now.
its taken on its own life!

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Gus Jonsson

Mon 5th Jan 2009 22:20

Hi Pete
Your poem takes me one way and then another,,,its almost as though you change places...weird... really nice imagery... one of your best dare I say .....but still strange.... but then we are all a little nutty.... when it comes to ...??? I;m lost again
Fondest Regards
Gus

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shoeless

Mon 5th Jan 2009 14:28

i have read this a few times , it would, i know, be easier to wait to hear you read it , ... we all carry our own demons . and this one has its advantages. Of course i like the poem and its a little bit different each time i read

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Chris Dawson

Mon 5th Jan 2009 09:30

All I ever seem to say about your work is Fantastic! - loved it. Like Clarissa - struck a few chords - 'I offered you all....found empty psalms of you' - brilliant imagery.
Cx

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clarissa mckone

Mon 5th Jan 2009 00:31

By God this is great!I have had the exact same feelings, except for the devil and swine part. Yep it hurts to know your never first.God there are those people that never say a word when mad, and they are the worst.So to blot one out, be it for you or a friend, well the poet says it all here, it should be enough to cause a sane person fear! A she devil, and a pig, amazing! good poem!

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