Millie Green


Bespoke - Poem by Millie Green

BESPOKE
Tonight I wish I had the poetry
the fine talkers, gentle speakers
moved and misled me
Tonight, I wish to whisper poetry
But the cliches came like bells
the banal choose to believe
that loud is true
and not that silent rhythms, pulsate love.
I have some pretty words like garlands
to festoon my fantasies
In the abscence of lovers and poets
-it is what they said they were-
I will try to find the poetry,
as I am half of her
yet I am complete in me


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, November 3, 2009



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