Njeri Hunjeri Poet Sonnet

Player Poet

Alluring me with your words, you did
In bits and littlest tunes, I was in
With soft rhymes, I became the theme
Each stanza you knitted, I found the answers

Lucky me, my cheerfulness exceeded
Lucky me, each new composition endeared
Lucky me, I was a kid again
Running and laughing in the meadows without care 

But why was the polish so confusing? 
Why were there more questions than answers?
Why were the signs so risky?
Why did your massaging arms only leave trauma? 
Poet's muse not captivating anymore
Blinding words, of a poet player

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Hannington Mumo April 16, 2015 at 12:16 AM The player poet seems so omnipotent and impenitent...He gets it all despite the unanswered questions.7++++++ Njeri Hunjeri July 9, 2015 at 4:28 PM :-) Thank you Hannington

Arthur Vaso April 13, 2015 at 12:05 AM Powerful, you are too sweet and deserve nothing but the best! hugs Njeri Hunjeri July 9, 2015 at 4:22 PM Yes!! Thank you Arthur Vaso

Viv Wigley April 12, 2015 at 11:30 PM Yes, njeri, it can be hard work sometimes but, as in this case, you always manage to pull something out of the hat. Nice Sonnet, Viv x Njeri Hunjeri July 9, 2015 at 4:21 PM Wow Viv you know me so well:-) thank u for the visit

Eve Roper April 12, 2015 at 11:09 PM Wonderful write, Njeri, words start to nestle in our subconscious mind, then grow like an ivy that is feed with water and sunlight, a 7 blessings dear friend eve Njeri Hunjeri July 9, 2015 at 4:20 PM I love how u describe it. Thank u Eve for the visit. Good day