For Your Eyes Only
Keep me from sharing
your letters to me,
Words you wrote just
for me
Not for anyone else
to see.
Write something lame.
Say something dull, dumb, or mundane.
Be trite, and I might
resist
The urge to splurge
with your verbal gifts.
Send me your letters,
still,
But make them boring,
if you will.
I cannot help myself,
otherwise,
From treating your
letters like a prize.
I never thought you’d
mind at all
If I shared your
words on my Facebook wall.
I only wanted the
world to see
the wonderful things
you write to me.
You don’t just say “I
walked the dog;” you tell me first about the fog,
The shine of rain-wet
city streets,
The funny people that
you meet.
Were those words so
very private?
Speak to me, still,
of chores and weather,
And I’ll try to be
better at hiding each letter
Like pearls in a
treasure chest.
Kudos for the nice Ryhme Scheme.
ReplyDeleteI also really like the line "Were those words so very private?", it really has a nice feel to it and the way the flow pauses in my head after that line has a wonderful affect.
I really like lines 9 and 10. The way they rhyme and how this is when the reader understands the title and purpose of the poem. You can't help but eagerly read more.
ReplyDeleteI really, really like this poem! It's clever and such a unique way to compliment the writer of these letters. The rhyme scheme is great and doesn't feel forced or unnatural, which is sometimes hard to achieve with couplets. I hope you submitted this to the PBW! Or maybe there will be another contest or publication would be interested? Also, consider wtiting/submitting something for Poet Laureate next year?
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