Cynthia Alvez Poet Rhyme

Traitor

I brushed my hair
A thousand times
And changed my eye lids
From green to blue
And made up verses
I'd say to you
About how carefree my day
Had been.
Iwatched the door
Thought you'd rush in.
Night fell
And I was still alone
So I took down my hair
And combed and combed
One thousand times
And made up silly little rhymes
To pass the time away.
Oh, my heart is sad,
But my mind wants to play.

Cynthia

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Lee Ramage September 12, 2012 at 8:31 PM Ah, this is sad, but glad poetry can fill a void, I find it does too. thank you so much for your very kind comments about my poem Ever. Lee

John Loving Iii September 12, 2012 at 4:32 PM This is so cute I liked it. I wish someone was waiting for me.

Harry Horsman September 12, 2012 at 10:07 AM such imagery here, Cynthia, you have a talent, for poetry, enjoyed this

Black Eyed Susan September 12, 2012 at 8:43 AM I can feel the disappointment in this - maybe some revenge rhyme is in order? lol :)

Anthony Nutter September 12, 2012 at 5:51 AM Hard to keep the minds voices at bay excellent piece.