Thirteen times loved,
I turn to face the wall,
so I wouldn’t need to witness
yet another one
falling head over heels
in love with
me.
Those carefully chosen slivers
of my life
were always purposely placed
at all the right places –
a clever subliminal advertisement,
affecting your human nature –
involuntary curiosity.
I’m not a mind reader, baby.
I’m just observant.
I flooded your life
with mysterious attention
and
I wove bits of love
around your antsy fingers,
every time our hands touched.
Again and again,
until the weight of yearning
and all this unexplainable desire
was way too difficult to handle.
I let go,
taking the warmth of my hand
with me.
You broke.
And like a vulture,
I devoured all of you into nothingness.
– Chatty Owl –
CHATTYOWL 
The swish a red velvet dress entering the room, and eyes follow. Like your words we are drawn into this moment.
Jim
A vulture of the sweetest kind! Loved it! 🙂
Cravendale! — A kitten with opposable thumbs soon renders so many toys of little interest.
Boredom comes too easily (like most men, or so some may say)
One becomes tireless and restless, but when there is so little else of interest in this world…
How else should one keep themselves amused?
— Lol
Great to read you again!
You always strike such a beautiful balance (or should that be ‘conflict’) between alarm bells and lustful curiosity.
I wonder what will happen when men (a.k.a weak minded fools?) cease to amuse you?! ;-P
Truly you are a master of your craft! 🙂
Welcome back, stranger! Oh wow, thats quite a comment here! Boredom comes easily to everyone. Men and women. With each other. Alone. Boredom just IS. All around us.
Its an interesting question/thought there, by the way. What would happen if they cease to amuse me? It would be time for me to disappear. Evaporate.
Interesting read 🙂 good job
Thank you so much.
You and your work is fascinating . I look forward to devouring your every word.
Look what a cat dragged in. Thanks. Misery loves company..
Devoured to nothingness huh? Hopefully tasted sweet….. We all want more of the sweet stuff. 😉
It tasted smooth. Velvety. So it must have been a hint of sweet indeed.
A woman after my own heart to be sure. 😉
Oh darling….
holy shit!!! this is incredible. forgive me for putting this here, but i can only respond to this through previous verse.
http://onelastwordb4igo.wordpress.com/2013/10/08/a-different-plot/
Heading to read it now!!!!! Honey, you never should apologise for your poetry. You know how much i enjoy it. Guilty pleasure.
Yep
Such a seductive little vixen you are my lady. 🙂 This is just WOW, you have come back very strong. Loved it, thank you x
Oh, thanks! I like the “little vixen” label of course 🙂 xx
🙂 thought you might and you are welcome xx
great piece…..the key word is observant :))
Thats the thing to be!!!!!!!
Reblogged this on georgeforfun.
Thanks so much, dear..
my pleasure
You are back! 🙂
This poem overcomes me…
xox
I am back.. Kind of 🙂 thats the thing, its difficult to plan when something decent is going to come out on paper. Im glad that this time it hit home with few people.
I know what you mean… Inspiration can be a fickle biatch. 🙂
In your absence JK and I went private. If you like stop by and request access.
xoox
Biatch indeed!
*requested*
🙂
*accepted*
I am thinking it might be kind of fun to break and be devoured. At least you make it seem so.
Im glad i can make it to sound appealing.
can’t help but feel a bit sorry for all the hearts you break
Its all fictional my dear. Nobody would fall for my tricks.
Wow, this poem is like looking in a mirror.
You have power over people.
This one is out of my league but your words made me believe in every piece of it. Good Job!
Out of your league? Come on now…
Without love, whatever form it may take, we’d all be lost and then what would we make?
Without love we are dead and hollow inside.
True that…
This is… Wow
Thank you…
Yet, men still attempt Everest…
Well… Bravery is admirable.
maybe the man exists who leaves one hungry…
Oh absolutely. There is definitely one.
you have raised the hopes of 1/2 the internet 🙂
I doubt that, my dearest…
Wonderful, they can be so easy to ensnare.
Not that easy i would assume.
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New poem 2 read.
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As requested 🙂
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