Skat A Poet Alliteration

Philosopher's Stone

Do Not Trust a Word, she says

She speaks of sunken treasures the way no one else does
The map to her heart is drawn by the sun
Her smile of gold ride out the waves
The moon attracted by the prestige of her glowing art
With great pleasure, your heart now sits in a glass case

Her love lavishes making every moment memorable.
This lovely lady cultivates you in every way
Your blood rises to her flirtatious demand,
Her eyes, hypnotize, invade every dream,
Endless lust, pulled by the enigma of dragon dust wind
Falling flowers of forgetfulness, when lost to her spell
She lives, she breathes your ribs in

Words were spoken, now wrapped around your heart
In a game of trust, her kiss hushes your lips
Like a syndrome, you babble and drool ----stepping all over yourself
You are nothing more than a fool in love, 
Trusting and turning every word she says into gold


~I LOVE YOU~

( A Poet Destroyer Collection)

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Beata Agustin September 2, 2023 at 12:49 AM Thanks for sharing this... exposing your wisdom through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.

M. L. Kiser August 30, 2018 at 1:38 PM I missed several of your pieces; love this one; wonderful lines here: "The map to her heart is drawn by the sun Her smile of gold ride out the waves The moon attracted by the prestige of her glowing art With great pleasure, your heart now sits in a glass case" "Endless lust, pulled by the enigma of dragon dust wind Falling flowers of forgetfulness, when lost to her spell She lives, she breathes your ribs in". A great read.

Debbie Duncan July 6, 2017 at 11:28 PM Haven't been by your page in a while. Nice write :)

Freddie Robinson Jr. January 7, 2017 at 11:43 AM Very cool and sensual poem, SKAT. Those type of women crave love too ... albeit they twist it when it's placed in their hands. Powerful poem w/amazing imagery from start to finish. Love this poem a whole lot, dear. Love and joy to you.

White Wolf October 4, 2016 at 9:27 PM Classic!!! So many great lines, I particularly like 'The map to her heart is drawn by the sun' Really good stuff SKAT!!! /|\

Joe Maverick August 27, 2016 at 12:54 AM quite a panorama you put out for us here P D, I hope all's well with you there.'

Timothy Jacks August 13, 2016 at 11:16 PM You Have pulled me in by your spells Skat. I really love what I'm seeing.

Ronald Kent August 1, 2016 at 5:03 PM Skat, love reading your works and looking forward to more.

Andrea Dietrich July 30, 2016 at 6:24 PM update for you in Soupmail

David Waldrop July 26, 2016 at 11:33 PM SKAT. It has been awhile since I've read some poetry. Yes I do have to say was the perfect poem to start remembering the beauty of poetry thank you SKAT.

Pace Ink-U-Script July 5, 2016 at 12:06 AM Came back for a midnight read...excellent piece to start off with. Can these type of women ever be trusted? Curious to know.

Zapping Zombies June 17, 2016 at 1:09 PM She is the girl who plays with hearts and fire. Wonderful poem. I love it.

Khomotso Sereo June 14, 2016 at 3:56 AM my comment is no comment i gadda let my friend read this piece its talking about my friend and its a dearest pleasure to meet your acquaintance

George Thechaz February 16, 2016 at 4:11 PM beautiful composition....the build up and the expression are simply breath taking!!!! lovely piece of poetry!!!!

Andrea Dietrich January 21, 2016 at 3:48 PM skat , you said you saw Big Short. It was only ONE of my favorites of last year. In my top five! What was YOUR favorite of last year?

Lucas Ongawo January 14, 2016 at 2:40 AM Everyone seeks treasure SKAT and love is one that everyone retreaves from a wreckage of hope but can't keep, it has a way of sinking back to the ocean and leaving us fools, I love this! SKAT.... -Lucas-

M Asim Nehal January 14, 2016 at 1:22 AM Yet another fine poem, Nicely written..

Robyn Campbell December 28, 2015 at 11:16 AM Beautiful, my friend. You have a way of conveying the words you need to say unlike no other. Your lines and also between your lines are deliciously written (or not written, as the case may be). Love this.

Andrea Dietrich December 1, 2015 at 3:42 PM enjoying this one again, stopping by to say hello.

Lena Marshburn December 1, 2015 at 7:28 AM This poem is something that I can easily relate to. unfortunately. Exquisitely written, and beautiful.

Rev. Gerald Dillenbeck November 27, 2015 at 9:29 AM This reads aloud even more richly than its disembodied flat-page incarnation. Performance art? I confess, it was the title that drew me into this love storm. or stone, I meant to say. Gerald

Angie Thomas November 18, 2015 at 9:12 AM *Gasp*... i swear this poem made me blush so much... *-* captivating write... loved it so much. hats off to both of you.

Eve Roper November 10, 2015 at 2:16 PM wonderful write Skat & Linda Hugs eve

Edlynn Nau October 29, 2015 at 4:28 PM Ahhh! Trapped again...willing, or NOT! The "love is blind" is one theme in poetry that has never had a book dedicated to it. I gather b/c we are all so in grief when our eyes open, or all so deliriously and deliciously blind, that we hope they shall never open again!

Ed Belcher October 28, 2015 at 6:53 PM Ahhh, the power of a lovely lady! An intoxicating spell for sure when love surfaces. Wonderful job as always Skat!

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