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Playing

Your body was not a toy to me,
Your heart, not a pastime
You were not a joke,
I laughed, but I
Never found you funny

But we were playing at something,
Maybe loving

And we both lost




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  • tara wilson gold member
    December 2, 2009

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    I really like this one Glenn. Really, really like this. I would have to say love sounds better too. But I think I understand why you chose love in a 'verb' form, instead of just a noun.


  • Allyce May gold member
    November 26, 2009

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    I liked the honesty of this. That is what I like about all your poetry – insight into the male mind with no pretences; no beating around the bush – it’s so forthright in content. I still adore that very first poem of yours I read.

    Indeed, people are not toys but too many people play games and when you play games with things that aren’t toys, nobody wins. Bang on.

    Good stuff!


  • Rowan gold member
    November 26, 2009

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    I wrote something recently about being in love, vaguely, so this was easy for me to relate too. I think 'love' sounds better too, but that's just my two cents. Good work.


  • katelynmcdougall
    November 26, 2009

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    I'm very intrigued by the vagueness of this poem. I have a feeling I know who this is about... but one the less it is a great little poem you have written here. I just have one critical analysis... and that is "But we were playing at something,
    Maybe loving"

    I'm not sure how I feel about 'loving' I think 'love' would be better... but thats me being picky.