These Words
I would never be contented
If these words were bound in leather
And only ever exercised
By potential debutantes
Both before and after saunas
In great halls of etiquette somewhere
Likewise
I could never be contented
If these words were never spoken
But only ever utilised
To prop open boudoir doors
Or to legitimise the whores
Beneath an ancient quilt somewhere
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Author:
Neville (
Offline) - Published: September 24th, 2019 03:13
- Comment from author about the poem: one of the first poems I ever wrote....
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Comments6
A great early write for it shows your potential to a fine degree Nev............... am delighted to read some of your very first words..
thank you and then some Fay... much appreciated as always, Neville
Should I meet some of these folk?! lol.
perhaps not.... thank you S....
Neville
I like it, the contrasting elite and whores at my level.
Reminds me i need a new quilt.
Ha ha... thank you DA.. go on treat yourself why dont'cha...
A great write as it shows your skill as a poet in the beginning......
thank you my friend and poet.. much appreciated and true..
Words should be exposed to the world as yours are on this site.
Many thank you's my friend.. a much appreciated visit and the comment a real bonus.... N
I’m getting acquainted with your poetry way. Modern and discernible.
thank you ever so much my friend.... N
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