docmaverick
docmaverick
Sep 09, 2012

Night's Beauty Rare's True Colors

I caught you in the afterglow
excitedly I squirmed,
a nervous cough
all bets are off
my suspicions are confirmed.

So now, that I am wondering
just what you're going to do,
I packed your stuff
it's going to be rough
guess you didn't think things through.

Fall and winter are coming soon
repeatedly I've said,
don't steal from me
and then, I see
my possessions hidden under the bed!

I thought I saw your shadow glow
so, I hurried to lock the door,
not a big surprise
now, I realize
I don't even like you, anymore.

About This Poem

Style/Type: Structured: Western

Review Request Direction: What did you think of the rhythm or pattern or pacing?

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Region, Country: The High Desert, in the wild west, southern California, U.S. of A.., USA

Favorite Poets: Keates

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Comments

Ian.T

Ian.T

12 years 7 months ago

A great fun write and well put together..
A typical Doc write, and still polished with wit,
Yours Ian.T