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A dissatisfied love poem

When love was new

i breathed you in

you smelled so good

like morning dew

until the day she led you

away from me

it didn’t take much

for you to accept

another’s touch

now the smell

is putrefying

stifling

love stinks now

full of your denying

the stench in the drain

a wet dog in the rain

garbage rotting

at the bottom

of the pain

love so ugly

it stinks

Oh yeah

and it is a bit of you bubbling

up from the sinks

and a little more of you

in the drain

outside in the rain

and a little more sloshed out

with the pine clean

in the bottom

of the pail

 

I slept in your shirt

I buried the rest of you in

the dirt

Love stinks

but soon the flowers that grow

on top of you

will make it smell

brand new

again.

 

 

 

Author's Note

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Reviews

[JC]

Ha! This might be a poem about lost love but it has a lightness to it as well, and a humour, the humour of someone strong who is accepting and finding ways to move on, bury things that need to be buried. I think this would make a great folk song too, has that defiance to it. Awesome.

[Lyn Anderson]

thanks. wow, weird how suddenly a writer crops up who sees things similarly to yourself, and who understands EXACTLY how you intended a piece to be read.

[Érenn]

You know the structure intrigued me in this one. ^^ It is interesting and maybe the very reason why this one flows so smoothly when I read it. The rhyme scheme so sublime almost failed to catch it. Now the poem itself is a wonderful piece. The imagery you invoke with the words also end up affecting the nose here. Emotions present here feel a mix of both anger and disgust. Sometimes love does stink. Personal touches definitely present here. I like it much ^^ Thank you for sharing ^^

[Lyn Anderson]

Wow. Thank you for revisiting this one. I have to admit it is one of my favourites from my "bitter poems" -- your comments are very thoughtful. I try to subtly rhyme when I can -- although I have experimented with more traditional rhyming poetry, I prefer a kind of mix of free verse and rhyme.

[kublakhan27]

Wow, ominous is the first word that comes to mind when I read this...the garbage imagery is harsh and unforgiving, and the end is borderline disturbing...the way you close it out with the pitting of aromatic and stinky is spot-on...great work, a little dark by your standards but you know that's fine with me...bring on the virtriol haha

[Lyn Anderson]

Yes this was written for a special someone. Thanks for stopping in

[Matching Socks]

This poem is as beautiful as a park that is built over a landfill or garbage dump.
It may have once been a stinky place but now it's new and improved and fun to play at.
Good one!

[Lyn Anderson]

glad you found this little one in the dirt.

[Matching Socks]

Anytime, sometimes we have to leave the dead ugly garden but build a new flower garden elsewhere. Ok, that sounded cheesy. Onwards and upwards. :)

[Ruth]

What a way to kill the past and see rebirth, awesome! x

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thought of that song "love stinks"

yes, when this happens, the odor is hard to get off of us...no matter how many showers of the mind...

[Lyn Anderson]

Thanks for reviewing this one. One of the perks of plucking them out to fix the ratings ... they get seen ...

[Frieda P]

Oi I feel like I just got hit upside the head, you have a knack for doing that. I can relate, as you well know...awesomesauce. I wish I had pen'd this one....was she a blonde?

[Lyn Anderson]

Nope, but HIS MOTHER approved of HER. I was better off without that mother in law anyway.

[Frieda P]

Sheesh, that just adds fuel to the fire eh?

[Vidya Bacchus]

The anger and betrayal is poignant in this poem Kitty .The feelings of being betrayed by the ones who claim to love us is shattering :)

[Lyn Anderson]

Thank you so much sweetie. Taking the mature ratings off my poems has its advantages, apparently, people are taking a look at the stuff I first posted.

[Vidya Bacchus]

Oh yes I see you won the war,very mature of you,Your old stuff,your new stuff all are amazing from where I sit cat:)

[Lyn Anderson]

Oh thank you, I am so flattered.

[Vidya Bacchus]

Flattered enough to cut my misplaced apostrophes a break ,I wonder and yet I know the answer lol

[Caradoc]

This poem is kind of awesome. I like how the bitterness transitions into triumph. Nothing like taking back a bit of what was stolen. What I really enjoyed though was the last stanza. Makes the reader wonder just how literal the narrator is being. It gives the piece a certain "don't f**k with me" attitude.

Excellent piece. I fully enjoyed reading this one.

-Cara

[Lyn Anderson]

Thank you so much. I guess there is an advantage to me going back and taking the mature ratings off my stuff, people look at it!!!

[Caradoc]

Indeed. :)

[Lydia Shutter]

The intensity of the anger in this write is powerful. The rhyming is good and the staccato lines are very effective. The sensuality of sleeping in his shirt was great. Not sure if you buried the emotions or if the person about whom you are writing is actually now buried. In either case, it was well written. Lydi**