Long gone.......
Moving on
to better things.
No more 'I love you's'
so glibly given,
tossed out like stale bread
for starving ducks.
I wish you luck,
old friend.
By the way.....
there are no starving ducks here.
The bread is fresh!
A brilliant metaphor for stale love. Your poem leaves a lot unsaid, but says a lot at the same time. Clever and pithy, there is no malice in your words, but a loving, unequivocal 'enough'. love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Quack Bloody Quack... Sid xxxx