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Blue Moon or Something Like That
by Alisa Jsif the truth be told
where would you be,
really
I wonder aloud as I write these words
almost everywhere I look
every place I turn
I see you,
but not around me ...
and I want to say
who the hell do you think you're fooling?
what makes you think I'm so dumb and deceived?
it's almost an insult ...
when you respond
in my head I can hear you so clearly,
it no longer rings true
for I have seen too much
to be just a mere coincidence,
Ive heard them all before
calls in the night dropped mysteriously
empty platitudes sprayed
without substance or reason
and you're thinking, what!
Im a fool!
do you really expect me to be so damned grateful
for any little crumb tossed my way
rolled in excuses and hurried good-byes,
dont you dare tell me you love me
then treat me like a platonic friend
the consummate professional, full of grace and pain...
no one's the wiser
for no one pays attention
to the obvious glares their voices bring,
sorry, wrong number
but fifteen times, wrong?
something or someones a liar!
do you really think your secret's safe
whod notice
little ole' me
just a bird on a limb
of a golden oak tree,
some where out here
singing a tune,
blue moon or something like that ...
12/09/2006 Posted on 12/09/2006
Copyright © 2024 Alisa Js
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 12/09/06 at 11:37 PM Oh yeah. And I think you did a pretty good job of capturing that. |
| Posted by Dave Fitzgerald on 12/14/06 at 11:31 AM Wow indeed. It was like listening to a powerful speech. I was drawn in to it, couldn't look away. I could see the confrontation in my mind. Fantastic! |
| Posted by Olivia Weinkein on 07/27/08 at 08:10 PM wow, i can def. relate to this one. sometimes people act like we have dumba** written across our foreheads. good write. |
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