I am no longer enamored
of your mystery and machinations.
You think yourself enigmatic
but I know your maneuvers,
and your thoughts are predictable.
Imagination has deserted your mind
and you are constrained to live
within the stout stone box you built.
Our relationship was healthy only as long
as I lacked understanding.
Author notes
Prompt is "enigma"
pic credit:http://mountcope.files.wordpress.com/2007/05/understanding.jpg
A contest entry
- Quickie......... PIF.......... by fortyninereasons.
875 points, ended August 10, 2008, 6 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Congratulations on the gold, this is hard hitting.
Wonderful take
Sue
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forgot the clappies
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You took the prompt and ran with it... I enjoyed it all but the last two lines pretty much summed it all up. Thank you for your entry. Juls
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"imagination has deserted your mind..."
that line got me right smack in the middle
of my belly. This poem took my breath away -
the pain is not hard to feel here.
Love, Lane
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Wow..This tells it like it is! I like it! Sure is relatable and so well said. Best of luck in the contest.
Linda
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