I can’t afford a dozen roses so often,
not with my salary;
damn wanna-be poet checks—
counterfeit dreams I tried to cash.
No job will keep me, maybe
work is a gold-digging woman; use
me up until I’m no more.
Or—
maybe, I won’t keep her, because
I know I’m destined
for something great,
some day.
Until then,
I can’t afford a dozen roses so often,
not right now, but soon.
I hope today a poem will do,
and maybe tomorrow as well.
If a year passes, and your vase
sits humble with stale water,
I ask that you leave me.
Or—
loan me a few bucks
for smokes and beer, but only
the cheap beer, the one I deserve.
Afterwards, I’ll show myself
the way out, and return someday, a
wealthy man.
Only you will love another
in the time that passed, and I’ll
give a dozen roses to a stranger.
Author notes
Prompt #1: write about how you truly feel with the one your with
I chose this prompt because in hard times, when a woman loves a man enough to support him financially, it is appreciated.
A contest entry
- Love Me Till The End by Darkest Lover.
400 points, ended January 8, 50 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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I prefer daisies myself..
try that next time
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lol, oh i wonder why ...you are a trip
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Thank You And Good Luck
~Mike Seige~ -
This Is A Powerful Right
I Love It Cause Its True And Shows Pure Emotion
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now this
this speaks to my heart. to my inner poet .
"maybe, I won’t keep her, because
I know I’m destined
for something great,"
resonating. it's a whole story.
"damn wanna-be poet checks—
counterfeit dreams I tried to cash."
it finds a well inside of me and begins to rain to fill it up. i'm sooo glad you write here.
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That was beautiful and deep. I know the feeling about those jobs and how you dont feel write because you know that you are destined for somthing so much more greater than what you are doing now. But if you got you a good one she'll be with you from poems until a dozen roses. great job.
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dont get caught up in gender roles ... be glad you are getting support ... it comes less for others ... good luck in the contest and thanks for sharing your work on here with the likes of me~!!!
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i try...but its hard hon, so soooo hard.
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Who was asking you for flowers and how come I don't know about it. Why do you feel like you only deserve the cheap stuff?
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oh hell ya. ya speak with that raw unadulterated undeniable voice of a street poet.
"damn wanna-be poet checks—
counterfeit dreams I tried to cash."
AMEN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
tis ok, we are better off as starving artists chasing dreams than as wealthy endentured cogs in a broken system!
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thanks man, means a lot. yeah i feel u big time on that...but i sure am hungry lol.
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