Gold Is Valuable, But Silver Is Precious.

Dedicated to Poppy Silver-Enjoy.

Gold Is Valuable, But Silver Is Precious.
One day, my dear silver,
I'll learn the song of heaven, and I'll sing it for you,
One day, my precious silver,
I'll take great steps, and walk only towards you,
One day, my rare silver,
As the rain dances on my roof, I'll ensure blessings shower on you,
One day, my elusive Silver,
I'll take writers' cafe by storm, but I'll keep the work of me and you,
One day, my shining Silver,
I'll won't write poems, but I'll make magic, just to please you.

In the tempest storms, in the darkest clouds,
I'll summon the owls, ensure Poppy never drowns,
In the heart of the jungle, where a lion devours,
I'll summon the Jaguar, ensure Poppy doesn't hurt her toes,
In the cities, where gangsters solve their rows,
I'll summon the five-o, ensure she stays out of harms holds.

The sweet dream, yet a beautiful nightmare,
Night after night, I dream of her serene face, her magnificent hair,
I wonder, will we make a pair, or maybe i shouldn't care,
Take the background, pretend, that with her i have no affair,
But she's more than a dare.

As i aim for greater poetic skies, The Ultimate Poet,
My dream has yet to die, till me and Silver, are trapped in the love closet.
But before then, and for now, her heart, like everyone else, i must contest.

Author's Note

I like this myself, what say you?

Reviews

[Gilbert Saint]

Thanx Kim, I'll do better next time.

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Wonderful write. enjoyed reading this.

[The]

The title was witty, I'll give you that much.

This isn't to steal from the satisfaction the two of you may share with the piece, but it's hard to feel this. You have some very vague images "love closet, Ultimate Poet, greater poetic skies" that make it difficult to see it as more than abstraction.

My greatest qualm of this poem is that, aside from you and your intended audience (in this case, Poppy Silver), outside readers will find little to delight in for themselves. You've dedicated this to one person, and as such, people unintended to read this cannot savor the sentiment as much. It's something that can score you points with your intended, but not many for an outside reader like me.

It pleased the person for whom you intended to please, and so, in that intention, your poem succeeded. The problem: other readers cannot sympathize. If your intention is to later publish this work in a book, you'll need to know it'll be harder for other audiences to appreciate it beyond a note to a beloved friend.

Best of luck in your future writings.

--CB

[Gilbert Saint]

Thanx Dark Rose, Silver, its good to know you liked it.

[Rose of Gondor]

Awesome!!!! *beams and glances at PoppySilver's review* I daresay you pleased the person you want to please too. :) 'Gold is Valuable, But Silver is Precious" :)