The Singer

She was a natural heart breaker, and she took it in stride,
Kept up with her ways and it filled her with pride,
To hold men’s hearts and then tear them in half,
Was the way she lived life, she did it with a laugh.

One night after breaking a man in two,
At her favorite jazz bar called Seaside Blue,
She saw a new singer, his voice was like gold,
And his face was a beautiful sight to behold.

Enraptured, encaptured, her senses delighted,
She had to have him, she was so excited,
While she checked to make sure that she was in style,
He was at her table with an enigmatic smile.

They talked and flirted with natural ease,
She found it delicious the way he could tease,
He suggested they do something else instead,
“Let’s go for a midnight swim,” he said.

They walked to the beach and she found it quite cold,
When her toes touched the water, she wasn’t so bold,
But he strode in with purpose as he passed her by,
Then he turned and sang, and it made her sigh.

He crooned so softly, so lovely, so well,
What was this feeling, this wonderful spell?
By the time she noticed, she had left her place,
And she sank into the ocean, in his scaly embrace.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018




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Date: 5/7/2018 9:22:00 AM
Your adjectives are impeccably placed, and your rhyming is succinct and well-done. This is a terrific poem, John.
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John Arola
Date: 5/7/2018 6:17:00 PM
Thank you, Caren. I was just trying a re-write of an old short story i wrote 20 years ago. I wanted to see what it would look like if i wrote it as a poem.