by SundaySilenceLittle Gasparilla, Florida, USA
Mar 2013 867 Views 27 comments
Sphinx
I see smiles
lips that move
the smooth talkin’
with fangs that drool.
In my younger days
would take you on
now that I’m older
here’s my swan song.
No passion to share
just look in my eyes
been used too much
I can read your lies.
Yesterday drifts
connect the dots
you’ll never capture
what’s left in my heart.
So as I drift
and sink...
into the Sphinx
You better run
before you think.
lips that move
the smooth talkin’
with fangs that drool.
In my younger days
would take you on
now that I’m older
here’s my swan song.
No passion to share
just look in my eyes
been used too much
I can read your lies.
Yesterday drifts
connect the dots
you’ll never capture
what’s left in my heart.
So as I drift
and sink...
into the Sphinx
You better run
before you think.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Mar 2013
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Comments (27)
Rob
...you’ll never capture what’s left in my heart. It's reassuring to know that, while one still has a heart, one can connect the dots to protect it from destruction. Thanks for sharing.
I love the connection between the mystical age worn Sphinx and your own reflections in this one.
I enjoyed this, ty for sharing it
living daylights out of me on this one dear.
Real style and class.
You're way too kind. Just surfacing for air.
You chronicled this very well, the note of cynicism was just right, avoiding the temptation to overdo it.
A nice write
Bill
Excellent poem that says it all as it is. There's a lot of strength in those Sphinx's
Thank you my friend. I'm doing fine and focusing on my projects right now. Get a little cynical when the music stops, but then again...it makes for good poetry. Love ya!