"From the racks to the stacks to the best on wax......"
sounds like the epilogue of a bloody duel for a typical femme fatale...Helen, Eve..take ur pick.
Why does this remind me of the Devil from the movie "Shortcut to Happiness"?! So biting and kind of sad. Especially the end. :)I like the way you write. :) And also,you know, I have never ended my poems with a happy note. I did not realise it until you asked me! I'll experiment more maybe! Good day to you!
Use extreme caution. :)
Why do I suddenly feel like the driver who brakes and causes an accident behind, but goes sailing away unscathed herself?
This poem sets an excellent scene, makes the reader FEEL. However, I think something awful will happen next, and I don't want to be there.
Creates feelings of wanting to know but enjoys the fun plainly before knowing them. Great write!Hank
There is, indeed, something ominous about this poem, not so much the blood-letting or even the apparently sinister voice, but some deeper warning against women who use manipulation and guile to "have their way" with a certain type of man.I have to say that if more men realized the truth in these lines, then conflict could be averted:She is no more yours than the wind or the rainThough her voice chases the wild dogs from your mind...:P
I like the second verse very much (Kerry quoted my fav lines) ~I am intrigued by your writing because it goes off in a different direction. The ending line is a powerful close...it makes me wonder what else is coming ~Happy day to you~
yep, the lines Kerry noted are rough gems here.