Black Cat Jewelry

Black Cat Jewelry

 

You know that I own several pairs,

Of dark enigmatic earrings,

And the bracelets that gather at my wrists,

Are actually of a black diamond.

 

No one has ever asked me before,

What the symbol was inlaid there,

And I never would have mentioned it . . .

Because you were not to know secrets hidden.

 

They were mine, to keep as I may hold,

To work them as I might maintain them,

And that is because . . .

I cannot ever know what it is that you sought,

Although I might languish,

Underneath the boardwalk of Monopoly-

Waiting for you to get me out of jail,

Because I-

Have so many secrets that are mind,

I keep a treasure chest to my own,

Bizarre, animalistic,

Heart,

Just for fun you see,

Because, well . . .

 

I just don’t like anyone to know me.

It doesn’t matter if you find me in jail,

If you throw me to the ragweed,

For I-

Shall always sit here,

Wearing my black jewelry,

And you shall never know its secrets . . .

 

So don’t ask me.

Reviews

[David Scott]

Ha! What a tease...
I wasn't curious until you started waving those dang shiny black diamonds around...
Ah, but curiosity doth require a bit of "nine" does it not.
I'll happily keep my curiosity and spend my lives on greater queries. Besides, it is not really about me...
Love it!
You put the reader in their place.

[Foxemerald]

I am glad that you enjoyed this piece of exotica. It is rather unexpected, I'll admit, and even a bit quirky . . . you seem to have a great capacity for enigma, though, and a keen and scintillating sense for subtleties, and the arts they play upon you- and, I feel that I should gladly play upon your ninth life, if you place it before me. I thank you for your lovely response.