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X's and O's
by Chris Sorrenti
You can be sure
When those X’s and O’s
Stop coming
It can only mean one thing
Doesn’t have to be bad
But it sure isn’t good
To spell them out in simple terms
No more kisses and hugs
Upon first glance
You might tell yourself
X’s and O’s aren’t such a big deal
Just a consonant and a vowel
In an email letter or card
But think again my friend
On second thought
What they represent
Is oh so much more profound
Chances are
That someone special
No longer sees you in the same light
The tell tale signs are
What other combinations of the alphabet
To you they no longer address
And in the way
He or she does or doesn't smile
Yes
To put it mildly
Or even bluntly
Depending where your heart may stand
You can be sure that
When those X’s and O’s stop coming
Captain Cupid’s gone down with the ship
© 2003
Revised © 2014
720 hits as of December 2023
12/03/2014 Posted on 12/03/2014
Copyright © 2024 Chris Sorrenti
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Alison McKenzie on 12/03/14 at 09:38 PM Love. |
| Posted by June Labyzon on 12/04/14 at 01:29 PM Funny....no x's and o's, cupid is dead...but what if there were never x's and o's but other professions of love...love this |
| Posted by Ken Harnisch on 12/05/14 at 10:04 PM Shaking your hand at the brilliance of this witty poem, Chris...but crossing my tic-tac-toe heart with those exes and ooohs for its sagacity! |
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