Moods

sit there, arms folded about your knees

sit there and sulk

and still you are beautiful even when your mood

settles on your face like bad makeup

your glances dance with the fire of your anger

and your tongue spews threats and accusations

but your beauty shields me from all harm

and i find wonder even in your wrath

 

cry. . . . blackmail me with tears knowing my heart

is your ransom already paid

advertise your disappointment with a trembling lip

and sniff your sadness with jerky breaths

you will soon want refuge in my arms

and rest your head on my shoulder asking for promises

then there will be crumpled sheets and anguished gasps

as you lock me within your legs and lift your eyes to god

 

pout . . . .  no offense is greater than one against you

you know you seduce with a look over your shoulder

you use your beauty as a weapon and you invade at will

if i refuse, countless hearts are waiting for you to happen in

come, let us pretend again that all is well

and you can move upon me with clenched teeth

and whimper before you collapse upon my chest and lie about love

and i can believe it again and cherish a hope about someday

Reviews

[Tex]

I loved this.

Having dyslexia and having given up on learning in school I can not speak to construct, but I can speak to honesty, truth, the emotion the piece brings to the fore for me. It is all there.

The layers of dysfunction in this are fascinating. In my mind I see a man older than his lover, somewhat chauvinistic, dealing with his lover in a somewhat condescending way. But before we get a chance to feel sorry for her we learn that she is manipulative and uses her charms to get what she needs from the relationship. The two dance their dysfunctional dance in perfect step, it is a dance they have created and they know the steps well. All the same the lingering doubt remains, the truth can not be avoided. They are pretending. He is hoping, we get a sense of longing for honesty and something more authentic. We are left to wonder, is she playing him or does she feel the same? And, would he change the steps to this dance if given the opportunity?

Wonderful. Just pulls you right in.

If this is who you are... then how painful it must have been for you to review my poem. Thank you for being so nice about it.

[DrD]

Nicholas, I have become calloused to difficult things because yes, this is who I am. I am also very grateful for your marvelous review and insights.

[writing mojo]

Gripping the heart in accord of this self tattered piece...great write to reflect upon the wounded still licking at the scab, with tongue too cheek stances...great piece

[DrD]

I'm glad you stopped by and I appreciate your kind words.

[Latifa]

cry. . . . blackmail me with tears knowing my heart
is your ransom already paid
i loved this great piece of writing great description and great emotions
enjoyed much my friend

[DrD]

I'm glad you visited and happier that you enjoyed this work. You are always welcome here.

[Akshay Rawal]

Moods really affect our looks...I loved this side lesson it gives...I feel it is a fabulous poem about moods i would read it again carefully when i get time....Thanks for sharing this

[DrD]

Thank you very much for your visit and kind words.

[Dye]

What a fantastic read that really depicts the reality of a relationship. The descriptive lines you use really paint a great picture.

"i find wonder even in your wrath"
"cry....blackmail me with the tears"
"you use your beauty as a weapon and you invade at will "

I love all the lines but I'm going to stop there, otherwise I might as well just copy the entire poem and paste it here. And, well...you already know what it says. LOL

[DrD]

You're most kind, Dye. I deeply appreciate you taking the time to read.

[Lydia Shutter]

The power in your words is engrossing! You describe eloquently a relationship that continues to go through the motions leading to the same result...and yet both parties are still there. Is it worth it? Only the two involved know for sure. Her beauty and coquettishness leaves you powerless....or fills you with desire. She knows it too! You certainly brought us to the scene. I felt like a voyeur. An excellent write. Lydi**

[DrD]

Thank you, Lydia for your kind words and your visit.

[Aristede Craig Jr]

Quite lovely and amazing expression... Tis love is all

[TL Boehm]

what is it about a pouty, girl (or a child) that moves men to adoration? The poem speaks such truth. I've seen relationships like this. It doesn't work for ME - but perhaps my moodiness is more crotchety angsty venomous toxin than that secret longing for comfort and shelter - its more than the present hurt and this poem speaks to that so beautifully. It also reminds one that love covers so much.
A wonderful write.

[Tarry Franck]

Love the whole poem but these two lines gripped my heart

cry. . . . blackmail me with tears knowing my heart
is your ransom already paid

[Girl Friday (Sarah W.)]

"cry...blackmail me with tears knowing my heart"--such a great line...and something all too many women seem to do (I was guilty of it in my younger days...my poor first love).

I quite liked this piece, because you brought out emotion, but still managed to get all of the great images that go along with those emotions--pouting, crying, trembling, jerky breaths, wrath, and even hope. So very many "power" words in this piece. Well written, I shall be back to read more of you!

[DrD]

Please do come back and thank you for your visit.