Pleasing the Moonlight

PLEASING THE MOONLIGHT

                                                     When
                                    She said
                    Literature's a bore
                       You waste your time
                    Romance is for weaklings

                                He
                         Wasn’t dead
                                yet

                                                        When
                                      She said
                         Plant only
                         Food
                         Dump
                         Out the dahlias
                              He
                             Wasn’t 
                                Dead 
                                yet



                                                        When
                                        She said

                             No one smells west wind
                              Close all the windows
                                Seal all the cracks

                                      He
                                Wasn’t dead 
                                       yet
 
                                                            When
                                                 the moonlight faded
                          He
                 crawled away

                                                  He
                                               Wasn’t 
                                             Dead Yet.

Victoria Anderson Throop 2013
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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Tacito Avatar
August 30, 2013 at 9:13 AM
Damn right! Walk on, no more need to crawl. Since literature "gags" him, he can choke on your words. Let your heart be alive more than ever now...
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September 3, 2013 at 1:36 PM
Drake, thanks, luv, you always know the words to say! The heart is alive and i am back teaching the dreaded words in a university......threw out the technical writing me.....thanks for stopping by, as always...
Mehta Avatar
August 29, 2013 at 11:30 PM
Positive way of thi8nking, enjoyed the piece
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