Changing

Fay Slimm.

 

 

Changing.

 

And the day  dawned

when he doffed his thick overcoat

and set off to meet her alluring invite.

 

Changing however

her mind-set she fell to preparing 

surprises to scare ultra-elusive guys.

 

She nailed up smiles

and blocked entrance usage to what

was duly considered as time wasters.

 

If often opened, doors

left ajar can suddenly swing inward 

and if feeling unhinged close up again.

 

He knocked and naked 

with confusion at finding love locked 

by guilty regret, quickly he crept away.

  • Author: Fay Slimm. (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 27th, 2020 09:06
  • Comment from author about the poem: Playing with metaphoric thoughts on "too little too often" and its results................ hope you enjoy.
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • orchidee

    Good write Fay.

    • Fay Slimm.

      Thank you Orchi.

    • Neville


      some folk'll stop at nowt just to get a bit o what they fancy ........... me.. well I just got a thing about alluring invites ....

      on second thoughts though, those bloomin doors when left purposefully ajar do have a habit of swinging back and slamming shut

      ... Some of us guys just never learn .. do we 🙂

      there is absolutely nothing about this page that I dont like.. and I mean like a lot...

      Neville

      • Fay Slimm.

        And I thank you a lot for liking my playing with metaphor and imagery in this piece on "too little too often" dear friend - - the picture added its own wordless telling of likely results - -- methinks you 'll agree that doors left ajar should be entered gently ............. x

        • Neville



          I concur .................... x

        • dusk arising

          I guess the safest approach for ones self is to be self assured and follow your instincts - so long as you are prepared to be wrong. If one is not self assured then you won't understand that door slam.

          Of course if the fella is as thick as a brick then he'll probably be deaf as a post from all those slamming doors.

          • Fay Slimm.

            Ah - - Some wise advice in this fine comment my friend - thank you immensely for your in-put to Changing.



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