So the Story Goes....

the ironies of life

Roses come with thorns

A bygone toast to the cyber-ghosts

as the snake shows its fangs and bites

Prose, lies, rhymes, and crooked lines

the venoms poison is neutralized

good times mostly had by all

but the sting lingers on…

 

but the snake came back

with longer and sharper fangs

her bite did more then just sting

as her venom was laced with malice 

and could not be neutralized

 

The good times came to a screeching halt

 

Roses come with thorns and disease

A bygone toast to the cyber-ghosts

how ironic in that it is we

who are now the phantoms

and the ghosts

 

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Author's Note

This is a story about a group of writers who took refuge in the Cafe. I just added two stanzas to this poem that was written around two years ago. How things change- in this story the snakes bite did more than sting

Reviews

[Penelope Allen]

oh dear Bob .. you know .. after all I've been exposed to online - including ill fated romances .. what happened at Lit is rather ... um ... paltry[?] to me. I'm glad this wasn't something completely revolving around our recent exodus. I feel sympathy for individuals who thrive on conflict to the point they fabricate its existence. Each time I was railed at or accused of some ridiculous malfeasance I was reminded of all the lunatic politics I encountered when a Union honcho. hey! lunatic and politic! A rhyme! I should store that away mentally! Never know when it would come in handy!
Your friend - always .. Pen

[Freder Fredersen (aka G..]

Roses come with thorns
A bygone toast to the cyber-ghosts
as the snake shows its fangs and bites
Prose, lies, rhymes, and crooked lines
the venoms poison is neutralized
good times mostly had by all
but the sting lingers on�

Bam! Bam! Bam!
A frigging song for the friggin angels, devils and humans to sin in three part harmonies until the unholiest and most wayward cows come home to roost in down to earth logic roosted in a nest of the flames of great myth.

Bam! Bam!

FF

[Viper9]

Love the framing device, these lines:

"Roses come with thorns / A bygone toast to the cyber-ghosts"

and

"Roses come with thorns and disease / A bygone toast to the cyber-ghosts"

Them's good readin'.

[Salvatore Buttaci]

Vivid imagery as shown here separates the poet from the poem writer.

Sal

[FR Toscano]

This reminds of me a poem you posted on lit about a she-devil. Not that it has anything in common with that poem - this one just reminded me that I meant to ask if the other poem was about Lena.

Better a ghost than zombie, I say. Free will and all, you know.

Great work but I expect no less.

[tinalouise]

I love Bea's reflection of this - so positive, like a happy-ever-after should be.

This reads like you got the deepest bite from this Bob and as if you carry a burden. A burden created by having played fair with all - allowing evil to mix with (infest?) good (I think?).

No-one is the shield of another though and we are each responsible for the infections we allow ourselves to be exposed to - once somewhere/someone becomes clearly bad for our happiness... it is up to each to deal with it.

Cyber ghosts, evil posts, venomous rantings and attention grabbing egos exist and serve as fuel for fine poetry that can only work when contrasts are known.

Thank you Bob for continuing to be our narrator - and for enriching our story with your words. We exists because you see us and write about us.

Namaste,
Tina x

[Beatrice Boyle (Grandm..]

But the snake wasn't aware that we phantoms were immunized with an anti venom snake potion that resisted the serpents bites and stings and are living happily ever after in our own little world, impervious to the vile reptile who when last seen was hissing herself silly!