I burned your toothbrush
Yesterday.
Slept by myself
Last night.
Slept like an angel.
Slept like a queen.
And, damned delighted
You had bad dreams.
Ouch! Ouch! This is one to treasure! Tee hee... and then.. tee hee.... :) t x
Not a word wasted in this pithy little number with a bright poetic soul. love it. Allie xxxx
This sounds like one of times we can say, ah ha 'What goes round comes round'. Excellent poem Elysabeth.--Melvina--
'I burned your toothbrush' - nice introduction. LIke all the ts and ds.
LoL...very funny Elysabeth! Sounds like one of those times when it is nice to sleep alone...((Smile)) Short, simple and funny....how could a reader go wrong? ! Keep sharing....... =Shelley=
Absolutely amazing, short and powerful - brilliant writing. You captured your feelings in so little words and yet we can understand fully what you mean - you have wonderful talent. Best wishes, Rebecca x
It caught me really nice ending to the poem hard to believe I didn’t see it coming enjoyed
... and so said the rose to the unappreciative harvester... the flower nourished in grand fashion, as the blood dropp falls from the thorn.... Rich and Tasty! ! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Goodness gracious elysabeth, were you the one that helped out a few years back? ? ? Sleeping alone can be grand, most of the time..... This is right on target, all things considered...You were less violent than I...I threw the Gucci loafers, six pairs in the sound at Todd's Point was right down the street from house on Shore Rd....heehee......marci.xo