Ilies Fire

Ilies Fire

A Poem by workscot

Old girlfriend that got me writing with her own free verse


ilie knows the sirens song

ilie knows where men's hearts go wrong

they want,they need

they love,they seed

they stay,they leave

ilie questions,now what about me

I look,i seek

im strong,not meek

I find,i care

I want to spare

the hurt,the pain

the fire,the flame

to those I sought

to him I thought

I couldn't be caught

alas,not true

the truth it hurts

the pain it blurts

a sad lament

the times been spent

now her heart awaits

anothers gait

© 2017 workscot

Author's Note

My 1st written for her only.It worked pretty well,she attacked me passionately.

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The staccato thrum of this one could signify the beating heart or time ticking away for ilies.

Posted 9 Months Ago

i agree with Keegan....the coming together of you and her created the poetry seed in you...even with her have words to raise on your own.

nicely dramatic and the movement of this helps the feel of the verse with a clear beat.

Posted 9 Months Ago

I loved this, it's so well worded and showers with it an experience of lessons in love, hurt, loss and gain. You might have lost a teacher, a lover but you did gain a talent, a gift and i'm sure you had it within you all along but here's to Ilie's encouragement in sharing you with the world, I for one am grateful I get to read you.

Posted 10 Months Ago

Exquisite piece.. Happy writing!

Posted 10 Months Ago

Ha! Wow!!!!!!.......I am in love all over again....

Posted 10 Months Ago

I did like this poem. You create the face and life of a siren. I believe the siren are worthwhile muses. I liked the old fashion feel of your words. Honest, direct and true. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry.

Posted 10 Months Ago

1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

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6 Reviews
Added on September 21, 2017
Last Updated on September 21, 2017



Baton Rouge, LA

Been receiving verse in spurts for 15yrs.It comes and goes,but when it comes it really flows.Each couplet begets the next and starts with a single thought that blossoms into a finished piece in usuall.. more..

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