Seek Not her Poisoned Fruit

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Open Poetry #39

Seek Not her Poisoned Fruit

themute
Member

since 2006-05-08

Posts 469
Maryland

0 posted 2006-11-30 12:24 PM

Pour; pour your heart, its blood inside;
A sifting beat, she batters roughly, taking not
Your true affections.
Sing; sing cadences to ears unwinding,
She hears but only trite reflections of her beauty.
Cry; cry tears of sadness for her passing,
She shall drink them, her thirst un-quenching.
Love; love with all your souls content,
For her heart is made for leeching--
As she doth squirm for affections.
So you must roll your eyes; roll them boldly,
Divert their stair for she is rotten;
Her seeds bare no fruitful beauty,
Her flavor tastes a poisonous sour,
And woe, she doth dare your biting.

I am the two-toed wanderer

Roniece Dawson-Bruce
Member Ascendant

since 2000-01-29

Posts 5689
Sydney, Australia

1 posted 2006-11-30 01:24 AM

your writings are wonderful! I was carried away on your words here... beautiful

Be well
Roniece

passing shadows
Member Empyrean

since 1999-08-26

Posts 45577
displaced

2 posted 2006-11-30 07:31 AM

doesn't sound very tempting to me

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