She had that
octopus smile,
always reaching for
something.
I was her small
fish; her handmaid.
I lived in her nebulous
world for far too long.
Inky confusion...
There's a reason for
your treason, said the
old man to the shark,
but Hem forgot, a beast
is a beast, they do
beastly things.
We all have to eat.
I'm done being the
meal.
It's your Ocean,
I'm just trying to
swim in it.
You're an oyster,
and I want your
pearl,
but I won't drown
for it.
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Author:
Thomas W Case (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: This is an older poem and a repost. My book, Seedy Town Blues Collected Poems is available on Amazon.com
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Comments11
I just love this, I hope one day you have enough pearls for a necklace 🤣 magnificent poet. 🌹
Thank you so much, sweet Teddy.
A series of thoughts here all tied together. Nicely woven the setting of boundaries
Thank you.
Indeed, no pearl is worth drowning for. Well done, my friend. Really loved this. Brilliant work. 🌹👏
Thanks
You're welcome!
Pearls are precious but not worth drowning for. Great metaphor Thomas.
Thank you so much, Cassie.
Fine words Thomas.
Andy
Thanks
Good write Thomas.
Thanks
There's probably a limit to how far anyone might reach for anything .. I'm still waiting to find it .. well poemed sir T .. N
Thank you, kind sir.
A fine write, Thomas.
Thank you.
Great write TWC 🐙
Thasnks.
Welcome TWC 🕊👍🏻
Fascinating and intriguing, conjuring mermaids and sirens to haunt the premises, this is too lovely! Beautifully rendered with excellent imagery and an appropriately haunting poignancy, ah I love it! Thank you very much for sharing!
Thank you.
The fight of the species. Food, sex and space. Even in the Ocean. I really liked this one also.
Thanks.
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