Suburban Lovechild Poet Free verse

So Reader

So reader
Amaze me
With your interpretations of my soul
Those bleak enough to peel the onion dry
And gawk astonished at the
French-fried layers tasty and rubbed
With mesquite anger and lament
What worth do I carry
For your own contemplations
Pressed against my tapestry
Do you see as I
Do I see at all
Does the world pass by
As we engage in musings
I carve from unfettered whims
And marinated gatherings
I only wish that value
Which I string along with
Licorice and toothpaste
Clog the sweet stick parts you ignore
Infuse your ability to wage
A safe night through the course sublime
That course being me
And the end game filled with
Winner's bounty
Fit for a twisted yet enthusiastic brethren.

(10/26/07)

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Raina Allen August 1, 2015 at 2:08 PM I am amazed by the picture you paint with only words. There is a story in each line and it grasps the reader leaving them wanting more. Your vocabulary is bright, colorful, and extensive. I honestly can't wait to read more. Suburban Lovechild August 9, 2015 at 10:28 AM Thx Raina, I appreciate the kind and vivid feedback. The buffet is open - take all you want, but eat all you take lol ;) Best, Subby

Anne-Lise Andresen April 9, 2015 at 3:56 AM - A deep poem with your contemplations of life, skilled written Suburban - Enjoy your day .... it's yours :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :) Suburban Lovechild April 9, 2015 at 7:08 AM Thx Anne-Lise, I appreciate it...better and more interesting to contemplate life than the the stack of bills on my desk

Kelly Deschler April 4, 2015 at 11:55 PM It is interesting how others perceive our poems differently. Sometimes, they see things that you didn't even notice while you were writing... Always keep expressing yourself! Great work! Suburban Lovechild April 9, 2015 at 6:59 AM Thx Kelly, I appreciate it. Yes, we scribblers do have our blind spots, don't we? Thank gawd someone's actually reading these once in a while.