Phillip Garcia Poet Couplet

Sarah's Chime

It came around in time.
Not a pewter dime but your silver chime

delighting the eyes of a sleep-deprived moth,
awakened from nightmares in chloroform froth.

Each muttered lie which lessens the blind,
(that my eyes, yet blinking, chased once behind)

whose stale shriek of shekels tempt tender-throats’ trust
(from far-reaching lecterns of razor-burned dust)

promise false profits, their cheeks full of rue,
bankrupt, unable to quarantine you.

11/30/2017

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Connie Marcum Wong February 4, 2018 at 1:59 AM I have missed you Phillip. Love is never easy, but when it brings nothing but pain it is time to move on and escape the insanity. xxoo Connie

Jan Allison December 2, 2017 at 4:31 PM Great rhyme and rhythm and i love the alliteration in the 4th stanza Phillip. It's So good to see you posting once more.:-) hugs jan xx

Silent One December 1, 2017 at 6:08 AM The ups and downs of love... that is why is is temporary... Deep and well expressed..

John Hamilton November 30, 2017 at 10:41 PM Way too deep for me PG but I agree great rhymes, loved the alliteration too !Hope you are well!

Sunlite Wanter November 30, 2017 at 5:50 PM I don't understand it, but it's beautiful anyway. Phillip Garcia November 30, 2017 at 6:23 PM Kinda like love, I suppose. :) Thanks, Sunlite, for the comment, it made me chuckle.