Elena Plotkin


Gold Digger Need Not Apply - Poem by Elena Plotkin

Your eyes hunger for money,
Hoping some would magically appear.
Your words flow like honey,
Trickling sweetly down my ear.
Your tongue is wicked and funny,
But busy lapping up its own spiel.
Your lips are full of promises,
None of which are remotely real.
Your hands and fingers are insatiable,
Whenever something valuable is near.
Your body is your temple,
The only thing you worship and revere.
I would call you a gold digger,
But you’re still choosing your career.

(C) 2013 Copyright Elena Plotkin


Comments about Gold Digger Need Not Apply by Elena Plotkin

  • Gold Star - 10,594 Points Bri Edwards (1/16/2014 5:28:00 PM)

    elena, somehow [before i read your invitation to read t] i thought i had already read this one. i guess not, since i left no comment. a nicely flowing and rhyming piece. thanks. but it seems that he may also worship and revere money. maybe not the same as his body. i wonder what profession he will settle on. hmmm?
    there are a lot of lines i enjoyed but i guess i liked these the best:

    Your words flow like honey,
    Trickling sweetly down my ear.

    to MyPoemList it goes. thanks for sharing. :) bri (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie - 42 Points Adheez Van Der Beanthz (12/19/2013 8:53:00 AM)

    i love your chosen word, simple but meaningful
    the imagery is perfect
    and of course this is a great poem (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 9,424 Points Khairul Ahsan (10/16/2013 7:14:00 PM)

    A succinct description of a gold digger and wow! What an attractive title this witty poem is crowned with! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, October 10, 2013

Poem Edited: Friday, March 13, 2015


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