John Jones Poet Rhyme

Dead Man Walking

She's bound to know this time you lied.
She must have noticed when you kissed the bride.
The hand that lingered a little too long.
The softest kiss with a hint of tongue.
The longing look as you drew apart.
"The bastard, he must have slept with the tart."
The forced smile and the squinty eyes.
You just know she's disseminating all your lies.
The nervous walk, back to your table.
You want to run but know you're not able.
You try to make conversation but she's not talking.
That's when you know, you're a dead man walking.

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Emilia James October 2, 2020 at 2:30 PM Can imagine there are many dead men walking out there, but do they learn? It's a 10 out of 10 from me John, Emilia : ) x John Jones October 2, 2020 at 2:40 PM I tend to observe people at family functions and their mores often turn up in my poetry. I really appreciate your feedback Emilia, thank you. On a different note, I’ve been checking your expenses for last week and they seem a tad excessive ha ha

Darlene De Beaulieu August 30, 2020 at 12:20 PM Hello John Jones, yes when a woman is angry she will not be speaking to you. The man cheated on her. That takes time to forgive. You have to tell her you did it. Then it is up to her to forgive ot not to. Enjoy your day my friend. Darlene De Beaulieu August 31, 2020 at 10:30 AM Hello John Jones, nothing wrong being whimsy. Enjoy your day my friend. John Jones August 30, 2020 at 4:13 PM Thanks Darlene. Just a little bit of whimsy.