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somebody
by Charlie Morgani would sing for you
but you never hurt me
that badly; oh, yeah,
there was that one time.
i didn't remember to
forget about that time;
it still hovers vulture-like
chewing the dew-laden fog.
i rode the heavy, lumpy mist-cloud
all the way to the rainbow, caught
two lovers kissing among the coins.
shined and ready; they weren't us. 01/08/2011 Posted on 01/08/2011
Copyright © 2026 Charlie Morgan
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 01/08/11 at 11:36 PM I love that first stanza. This is definitely a strong conversational piece, and that wonderful first stanza is the best example. |
| Posted by Alison McKenzie on 01/09/11 at 07:53 AM You just keep expanding your word play, and I love what comes of it!!! And yet, the simplicity of what is being said is just spot-on as well. Well, sir, I find myself drooling oodles of poetic respect here... |
| Posted by George Hoerner on 01/09/11 at 03:52 PM Ah with love we always seem either to hurt or be hurt somewhere along the way. Usually because we expect too much. We fool ourselves so often that things are other than we believe. |
| Posted by Joan Serratelli on 01/09/11 at 05:41 PM Your poems get better and better. A truely wonderful write! |
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