Poem "Once Burned"
Posted: Thu Jun 11, 2009 10:14 pm
Thank you, Louis P. Burns, for welcoming me here and for hosting my poetry forum on Sensitize. With the exception of my own poetry blog on a social networking site, I am new at being an e-poet, so I beg your indulgence, all. MMR.
Once Burned
I have flair
wild hair
neck bare.
What? Swear!
No love
not now.
Maybe never.
Thanks, lover.
No joke
a smoke
with some bloke.
A drink
he will think
“How easy.”
But queasy
he'll be to see
how empty.
Watch, gold
heart, billfold
soon rolled.
Often told
I am cold
now,
(Yes now
not then
but how?)
Just scarred,
real scared
heart seared.
No, just a joke!
Who's now broke?
Who, me?
I have flair:
wild hair,
come here.
Hand here,
leg bare
yeah, there.
Do I care?
No, swear.
Marguerite Maria Rivas©2009
Once Burned
I have flair
wild hair
neck bare.
What? Swear!
No love
not now.
Maybe never.
Thanks, lover.
No joke
a smoke
with some bloke.
A drink
he will think
“How easy.”
But queasy
he'll be to see
how empty.
Watch, gold
heart, billfold
soon rolled.
Often told
I am cold
now,
(Yes now
not then
but how?)
Just scarred,
real scared
heart seared.
No, just a joke!
Who's now broke?
Who, me?
I have flair:
wild hair,
come here.
Hand here,
leg bare
yeah, there.
Do I care?
No, swear.
Marguerite Maria Rivas©2009
