what I want

what I want

A Poem by Emily B

As I am a woman and changeable,
I cannot tell you what I need--

not flowers or jewels or sweet perfume.


Today, I want the sun and moon and stars.


Tomorrow, I may only want to hear
the quiet hum of your voice. 


Tonight, I may ask you to move a mountain.

 

By morning's light, I might need a loving word
or two.


Don't think I would ask you to change for me.
You'll do the way you are for now.


But, tomorrow--well,

by then,
I may change my mind.

© 2008 Emily B


Author's Note

Emily B
a new take on a moldy oldie

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A very clever take on the old chestnut about women being fickle--but there's more than just one-note cleverness here. As the learned Mr. Simm states, the flow and cadence in the piece are excellent, the result of fine craftsmanship, and the interplay between the cosmic and everyday is handled expertly. Just a very fine piece of work.

Posted 16 Years Ago


6 of 6 people found this review constructive.

Emily B

11 Years Ago

w.k.kortas where are you????????

come out, come out wherever you are .................... read more



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This is very refreshing and it made me chuckle. I do not know if you read it, but I have a poem that is called "I AM WOMAN" that you would like. I will send you a read request.
Thanks for sharing.
Love All, Mejasha

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

LOL very true, very well written!

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

The rhythm of this is delicious to me; I love how the voice of it moves. "Tomorrow I may only want to hear / the quiet hum of your voice. / Tonight, I may ask you to move a mountain." Real, malleable love. Yum.

Posted 16 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Nice work.

Posted 16 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

A lot of wisdom and experience in these words, my friend, and I like the understated but still true humor. Well crafted indeed -- and not moldy anymore!

Posted 16 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

I really liked this poem a lot. You draw the old adage oput and dress it with added allure!~B

Posted 16 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

i like this. a lot. its simple and true.

Posted 16 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

I love it. It just leaves me with a smile. So changeable just like me. Once read the book Love Languages. One category of how I like to be loved is just too stringent of a mold for me. I require different things from different people at different times. Stellar write my dear.

Posted 16 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Spoken and scribed ....from the absolute fluctuation of the throne of estrogrn
In that we do seek pieces of the ethereal as well as that which is simply before...we ARE creatures built on and who must have both!

Kudos Em

Blessssssssssssss


Posted 16 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

I love the way you presented this piece very well penned...

Love and Thoughts,

Dostani

Posted 16 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.


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Emily B

Richmond, KY



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