This guy I know
he's not too bright.
Or he's brilliant,
I haven't yet
made up my mind.
He plays with me and
then forgets me, or
does he,
I don't know.
One day he's there
lingering and the next
gone, becoming distant
trying hard to force
my hand, or maybe not.
He'll love me next week
but not today,
I guess I can't blame him
I think I do the same.
he's not too bright.
Or he's brilliant,
I haven't yet
made up my mind.
He plays with me and
then forgets me, or
does he,
I don't know.
One day he's there
lingering and the next
gone, becoming distant
trying hard to force
my hand, or maybe not.
He'll love me next week
but not today,
I guess I can't blame him
I think I do the same.
posted by DeeM at 2:20 PM
21 Comments:
very deep. this is the kind i like to read out loud. it flows so nicely and has such a thought-provoking end. lovely :)
"He'll love me next week
but not today,
I guess I can't blame him
I think I do the same."
this is sad. mixed signals, mixed feelings. rollar coaster of emotions huh? don't like to be there. its scary. love yourself, you're worth it :)
the mixed signals are crazy!
:)
"One day he's there
lingering and the next
gone, becoming distant
trying hard to force
my hand"
exactly!!
Lorena: thanks! yes, a roller coaster. I'm working on the whole loving myself thing. ;)
Gulnaz: I think this boy IS crazy.
Hi Deeeeeeem! This poem is sooo very good. It is at its core simple, yet lets us drill right into your conflicted little brain (which is awesome, eeps!) Mixed signals. Aaaaargh! Thanks for sharing that grey matter with us. It keeps me coming back for MORE!
Mel, many thanks, for visiting and I have perusing yours all morning. Great stuff!
Jaxe, thats a conflicted BIG brain. my head is actually the size of a basketball.
Thank YOU, for coming back.
(pssst. I'm like a boomerang. If you throw me *just* right, I always come back)
A boomerang and a brainlicker... ~swooning~
heh heh. some things just can't be avoided.
my favorite line,
he's not too bright... or he's brilliant. i haven't yet made up my mind.
i luv it!! :)
i've thought the same about some of my former dates too.
Thanks, Stella! I think some people just play ignorant, ya know?
Quite a ride. Like the ending,
"He'll love me next week
but not today,
I guess I can't blame him
I think I do the same."
Thanks A:, as always! :)
Hun, well, you're right about it being negative, because I know this person's attention, when it does happen, is fleeting.
Not too bright...but brilliant .. *grin*
That aptly describes my guy for sure !
Deem, we're going to have to Canonize that phrase for all the future generations of humanity to read in the museums:
"He's not too bright...or he's brilliant."
The more I say it the more I love it!
If Carrie Bradshaw wrote poetry, it would sound like this.
The last two lines are great, too. Boy, that sums up thousands of years of "issues" between men and women, doesn't it?
Question: why don't you title your poems?
For example "Oscillate" might fit this one, perhaps?
Well, I can think of much worse comparisons!
Hm, titling. some times i do. mostly its laziness, honestly.
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Oh dear, NEVER read that stuff to find out what women want! For me, all I ever want truth.
The truth? That's refreshing. Too often, it seems, some people never want the truth.
In my mind, the truth is the foundation of a new beginning, whether it's what you want to hear or not.
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