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Your evil trickery
Has been uncovered
Wicked wizard!
Sordid sorcerer!
You have danced your last
Bait and switch tango
With this girl
When did you steal my unlined face
And replace it
with old parchment?
When did you take my ivory legs
And substitute a map
of rivers and streams?
Serpentine deity
With your consort of destiny
I refuse to worship at your alter
You alter that which is not yours
You take the green from spring
The nectar from flowers
The flush from cheeks
And leave brittle winter memories
submitted for May Poetry Challenge, Stealing, at Verse in a Nutshell
6 comments:
Great use of the prompt. I like this very much. Am still smiling. Thanks, hug, pat
lovely,
gone like wind,
not so bad after all..
happy Mother's Day.
Great write@ I love the imagery in this! Stop in & read Decisions
I can relate to the leg comment, I've decided capri's are my best friend now.
your poem sounds like a painful reality - a cruel reality.
You gave it life! hope and pray its his last dance- evil thief.
trisha
http://window2mysoul.wordpress.com/2011/05/04/stealing-for-may-challenge/
Oh, I love this!
And, I hate that guy.
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