Lorene Kinsey

Rookie - 7 Points (12/21/1979 / Georgia)

Alone At Night - Poem by Lorene Kinsey

By day she is an oak tree,
Weathering change and strife,
By night she is a shivering pup
Longing to be held tight.

Her skin made all of leather
When the sun is high,
Then weeps upon her pillow case
As she lays alone each night.

Wonders why so many lie
They'd like to be by her side,
But the one that she is married to
Could care less that she is his wife.

Finally his light comes on,
alas his love is found,
but she has grown quite tired of being
the last person he wants around.

Will not be a trophy,
a title he refuses to lose,
too late now, that he might want
to keep the woman
that has long since turned him loose.

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Topic(s) of this poem: marriage

Comments about Alone At Night by Lorene Kinsey

  • (9/10/2007 11:35:00 PM)

    Too many husbands have ignored the sensuality of their wives that they need to be constantly cherished, praised and loved.Like a flower, they have to be cared and watered for them to stay fresh and vibrant. Sad if we husbands would realized their significance in our lives if we only want them when they are already gone. Romantic poetry Lorene, I loved it. Highest mark. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, June 5, 2007

Poem Edited: Tuesday, June 17, 2014

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