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| Open Poetry #6 |
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Blue Turning Pink |
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monique Member
since 2000-02-03
Posts 369Louisiana 
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My baby don't love me no more And I'm so glad Because his love was so jealous That it wasn't funny His hatred feels like deliverance Because he ain't killing me no more With "Who have you been with?" Like if I'm sleeping with everybody Now I am free to be Without his lies about loving me Thinking that I am rich So he can use all my money Now that he realizes That I am poor as he is He don't love me no more O baby O I don't have any dollars To give you joy and happiness Now he has found someone else Who loves him as much as I do But she doesn't know yet that A con artist is on the drawing board Should I tell her? Nah! she would not believe me anyway We are from the tribe 'Learn the hard way' Gullible women at work monique [This message has been edited by monique (edited 03-05-2000).] |
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Rex Allen McCoy Member Elite
since 2000-01-30
Posts 2863Sippin a Timmy's in London |
hello monique ... nice to see you posting it's too bad that a gigolo shows up when a relationship needs so much more than sex as to where I am going ... I'm getting too busy with pond club business now that the season and meetings have started again ... we have also many shows to prepare for ... the first of which is next Saturday for the 'Master Gardeners' although I have no time to write much ... I will be back as often as I can to read and toss in a few comments  Rex}<{{{{o> I'm not ugly! I'm just visually challenged! |
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monique Member
since 2000-02-03
Posts 369Louisiana |
I probably should have use the word con artist instead of gigolo I am glad for you to take a break Cause when you get back You'll have all kind of good poems To share with us monique |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
"My baby don't love me no more and I'm glad" I really like the way you wrote this. Cause it could have been my baby don't love me no more and I'm sad. But you are happy to see the truth and you are embracing it. James |
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monique Member
since 2000-02-03
Posts 369Louisiana |
Journey begins to mess up already Arising early to wake up Nothing in sight to kill Unstable is my horse Arm at hand I shoot at the sun Radiating for me the sound of bullets Yellowing the insight of my brain Foreign woman that I am E-mailing to strangers Bursting with joy to share a few words Rudimentary is the connection Uncertain of our whereabouts Attaining a thrill, filling the decay Raging, soaring toward the coffin Yearning maximum satisfaction guaranty Mossy New Orléans here I come Abducted by your charm Rembering the time Cruising the streets Homeless Announcing the flowers Parading my world Rhyming the colors Infiltrating nature Lenitive to my soul Material to be sewn Around my body Yielding nakedness undercover Joy to the world summer is here Utterly awesome Necessary warmness Erasing coldness of the heart Jolly be Uninhibited bikini Lapsing into my hand Yanking your nudity to hell and back Arise one more time Unfolding the end of days Gathered in the freedom of no school Using my hand to wipe the table clean Salty is your cooking Tantalizing life for more to come Smelling winter of my past Electricity turned on for light to shine Penetrating my lungs puffing my breast Torturing your eyes full of looks Emitting sounds of making love Managing un ménage à 5 Bite my head to understand my life Rolling about like a soccer ball Exciting the crowd in the pen O baby Halloween is just around the Corner getting ready To wear my mask Of little dreams coming true Between reality and lie Readjusting fantasy Ejaculating left and right Novelty is dying Of boredom Velour snow covering my domain Erected for my children to live in peace Mourning my death Boubbabbalou Rescuing the damage done Emigrée aux États-Unis Death has to come to End the stage of life Creeping my veins Energy transmitting la joie de vivre Massage my neck will you Baby what will I do now Ride on my white horse Eternity has arrived monique |
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