Enfin

"My words are fools dancing
as they flirt with the life you give them"
those two lines are just amazing. i don't even know why, i really like them. brings bright strong image into my mind

Thanks Natalya that kind of praise is the best it gets.

Nice little poem. The language is an improvement over your previous piece regarding love, and the first verse is an absolute stunner; if that verse were a woman, it would be Joan Crawford, at 29, in a bikini posing beside the beach and seductively smoking a cigarette.

lovely poem that moves deeply and effortless too in its simplicity.Loved it a lot A.

That's a strange picture you've painted Jack - JC was more of a tongue lasher than a sex siren. I prefer Katherine Hepburn in African Queen any day!

That's ironic; I was initially going to go with Hepburn for that metaphor but then chose Crawford instead. I'm not very good at pinpointing female sex sirens, but Crawford always seemed quite beautiful to me. Her long black hair and pure white skin just oozed seduction. Even if she was a cruel, narcissistic, child beating harridan.

- on reflection it's probably better to forget the bikini entirely!

Thanks Priya - and my apologies I almost forgot you - I got quite carried away there (on a beach with Jack, Joan Crawford and Katherine Hepburn)!

"My words are fools dancing
as they flirt with the life you give them" i love that line.
simply amazing.

Yes, that's my favourite line too, JD - thanks for taking the time to comment. You have contributed to my hopes that one day I can write a poem where every line is as good as that one!

Seems to love your 'fool words dancing'.
I'm more partial to

'Go figure on the messages I missed
or see them as I intended
 
My truth is always what you find '

because when reading your poems, I may not always find what you've placed there but I usually find something.

Why thank you for that rascal of a compliment, Judas.