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Nemesis
I’m tired of her too.
All smiles,
Always offering golden anecdotes,
Take one of these and I’ll call in the morning,
Wink, wink.
But she never calls, does she?
The phone as silent and estranged
As her heart
Comfortably encased in a durable, metal cover
So that if you happen to drop it,
never a crack will you see
no new calamity
Only the mask that is she.
Never the frigid, lost me.
All smiles,
Always offering golden anecdotes,
Take one of these and I’ll call in the morning,
Wink, wink.
But she never calls, does she?
The phone as silent and estranged
As her heart
Comfortably encased in a durable, metal cover
So that if you happen to drop it,
never a crack will you see
no new calamity
Only the mask that is she.
Never the frigid, lost me.
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Re: Nemesis
Anonymous
31st Dec 2014 12:01pm
Excellent rhythm my friend
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re: Re: Nemesis
31st Dec 2014 4:55pm
Thank you, Muse! I was leery using passive voice at the end...but did it anyway. Appreciate your comments!
Re: Nemesis
31st Dec 2014 1:24pm
"The phone as silent and estranged
As her heart" One of many lovely lines in this poem :-) thanks for share
As her heart" One of many lovely lines in this poem :-) thanks for share
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re: Re: Nemesis
31st Dec 2014 5:47pm
Re: Nemesis
31st Dec 2014 1:59pm
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31st Dec 2014 5:47pm
Re: Nemesis
Anonymous
- Edited 31st Dec 2014 4:56pm
31st Dec 2014 2:00pm
I feel like I know your nemesis. Or someone like that. But I am not tired of her.
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31st Dec 2014 4:54pm
Re: Nemesis
Anonymous
31st Dec 2014 5:36pm
Not regrettable and I dont know her enough
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Re: Nemesis
31st Dec 2014 5:40pm
"But she never calls, does she?
The phone as silent and estranged
As her heart"
This is a cold, harshly lonely line. It packs a punch and kind of hit this poem home for me.
The phone as silent and estranged
As her heart"
This is a cold, harshly lonely line. It packs a punch and kind of hit this poem home for me.
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Re: Nemesis
5th Jan 2015 10:24pm