Peter Rhodes

Rookie - 111 Points (London UK)

A Woman Called Lunare - Poem by Peter Rhodes

They told me she was lunare
I said I didn't care
After all
It only made her sad
It made a change from blaming me.

They told me she was lunare
A woman extraordinaire
She made ‘love'
So often
That it didn't matter
What her name was.

They told me she was lunare
And I said
I don't know lunare
I never knew Tuesday
So what does it matter?

I see she's no longer lunare
In fact she's someone else
And maybe someone else again:
Strangers are her bedfellows
It doesn't get stranger than that.

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Topic(s) of this poem: betrayal, love, lust

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, October 20, 2011

Poem Edited: Tuesday, December 11, 2018

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