I was acquiescent,demure whenever it was called for my appearance pleased him answered his every whim fed him the finest foods fed his moods sultry or serene I kissed his hardness into life stroked his ego to highest heights I stood up for my rights, but usually gave him top billing whatever he asked within reason I was willing, had our ups and downs but I thought for sure we'd last should have realized from his past he would never find satiety he was a glutton for variety
He didn't deserve you, Eileen. There are too many good apples out there to waste any time at all on the likes of him! You go girl!
Love and a great big virtual hug,
CJ
For sure.....always something
enjoyed this dose of reality for most
they got alot of it out here....Peace
Reviewed by Miss Pandora (Reader)
Reviewed on November 16, 2006
Lady Minx, I just don't think they have the same mix of emotions, you expound this very well I think ;) oh wish that I were wrong but hey ho onward and upward ;) superb phraseology in this and just loved those clever closing last two lines. Bittersweet my dear friend and brilliant as ever. Much love Impx
Reviewed by S J (Reader)
Reviewed on November 16, 2006
I feel this poem deep within, dear Eileen!
"should have realized from his past
he would never find satiety
he was a glutton for variety"
Oh yes, brilliantly written poem!
So much about men is the visual thing, and not the heart thing. Even when you know it and have victory over it, you still struggle with it.
Many men, in their pursuit of self gratification, have left multitudes of wounded souls in their wake. In my early twenties I was one of them. Its a good thing that God forgives.
These words show the sadness of offering too grand a buffet.
Methinks he was no connoisseur of the delectible fruits you offered, minx; and showed he wasn't worthy, either!
As much sister wisely says he was of the 'buffet' set... well done Eileen!
Myrna
Reviewed by Victor Buhagiar (Reader)
Reviewed on November 16, 2006
I always said you're a minx, putting up all the "Bon di Dio" knowing I must cut down on my intake. And if he did not appreciate all you had to give him, forget him, he's not worth the trouble. Lovely poem as usual. Victor
I love this one. It is something I would have written myself if I was able. Been there, done that. Thanks a million for writing it. Best wishes Joyce McInnes
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Love and a great big virtual hug,
CJ
peace and love, Carole
enjoyed this dose of reality for most
they got alot of it out here....Peace
"should have realized from his past
he would never find satiety
he was a glutton for variety"
Oh yes, brilliantly written poem!
Love, Sheila
So much about men is the visual thing, and not the heart thing. Even when you know it and have victory over it, you still struggle with it.
Many men, in their pursuit of self gratification, have left multitudes of wounded souls in their wake. In my early twenties I was one of them. Its a good thing that God forgives.
Light and Wisdom ...
Richard Lloyd Cederberg
Love Tinka
Nice one Tiggs keep bouncing, the faster the better..
Methinks he was no connoisseur of the delectible fruits you offered, minx; and showed he wasn't worthy, either!
Micke
Myrna
Rusty
he was a glutton for variety
Very hard to please. Brilliantly written poem. GBQ
Eternal Love,
Dove
Well presented
But I think you gave him
a bit too much, he was too greedy
he had to searched for more
Love & paece
William