Believing you could love me,
I was a joke to you –
but now I am no fool.
Your hallow words,
whispered to her, and I.
Bed hopping was your game,
we were only your conquests -
just another notch on your belt.
Playing chess can be fun,
especially when you became –
our pawn.
Moral of the story,
treat women with love;
for then they will love back.
Author notes
Your prompt is:
I am not a joke, but may be a fool. .
A contest entry
- Prompt Semi-Quickie by JeannieD Hunter.
500 points, ended November 16, 2008, 14 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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When the player becomes the played, on the turn of the tables. Very well done and expressed. Congrats on the deserved Bronze here!
Best to you.
Mouser
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I think that is very true Well done loved where you went with this
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all people should be treated
with love and all people deserve honesty as trust is the foundation for any relation, good write
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nice take on the prompt..amazing write..
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Terrific ending, and great message. Great take on the prompt. Thank you for entering and good luck in the contest.
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Fool No More - Joke's on Him!!
Very poignant, a sad tale of betrayal in the game of love. 
Thank you for sharing your muse's creativity and outstanding imagery woven throughout this colorful poem!! Wishing you all the best of luck in the contest!! Peace & hugs, xx Cyn xx 
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