once upon a time
there was a fairytale love
fiercely raging
but atlas that was
once upon a time
ago
dreams were brought
and a life stolen
for fake passion
it was you
you invited me into your world
stole my life
sold me bull shit
it is you
you who knows not
the price of love
you can’t charge visa
you can’t borrow the cost
The fee for love too expensive for you
the price is unconditional
taxed with passion
not fake lust
not selfish I don’t
not even for you
there’s no lay away plan
love me yesterday and
save me for another day
understanding
so misunderstood
you crawl in a bottle
living in drunken stupor
I pop a comatose pill
you don’t give
so I hold back
we are strangers
sleeping side by side.
worry not my love
a life time guarantee
not satisfied
return emotions
and lonely nights





January 16, 2013 at 10:47 AM
Wow beautiful piece! Hope all is well! God Bless
January 16, 2013 at 2:45 PM
hmmm the price of love
January 16, 2013 at 3:39 PM
yep
January 16, 2013 at 4:11 PM
power powerful my sister!!
January 16, 2013 at 4:17 PM
Thanks…I’m hurting today mentally.
January 16, 2013 at 5:19 PM
Once again, I feel strongly your every word here. Wonderful writing.
January 16, 2013 at 5:35 PM
Just what I be feeling. Thanks.
January 16, 2013 at 8:26 PM
You might appreciate this.
ÇA SUFFIT
I beg to announce
I’ve had it with you
Or rather ‘cos I haven’t
Not the it I wanted anyway
Not the one you promised me
You knew I was looking for
More than pretty pleases
Party favours and posies
A dalliance, a pantomime
A graceful false pretence
This orient express of ours has gone west
I’m afraid and I’m calling a halt
That’s it, enough already
I’m ringing the bell and calling time
Drink up, put your coat on and get out
I’m done with fooling either of us
I’m clicking you out of my life
You’ve pushed all my buttons
Or at least that’s what you thought
Well, here’re some you missed
Pause – “click” … reflect
Cancel – “click”
Unfollow – “click”
Unlike – “click”
Delete – “click”
January 17, 2013 at 10:52 AM
Yes I most certainly do. Thanks for sharing it with me.
January 16, 2013 at 10:13 PM
Love – Some people just can’t “afford” it.
January 23, 2013 at 12:51 PM
This is true Rosy. I don’t know how I missed your comment.
January 17, 2013 at 9:55 AM
Powerful and so emotive, Kim
January 17, 2013 at 11:31 AM
Thanks
January 23, 2013 at 12:26 PM
I love the use of economic phrases juxtaposed with words related to love. It just so perfectly sums up the world we live in. For me it’s a poem which skilfully addresses that timeless fight between love and money, that so many writers have explored; you bring to this subject such uncomfortably realistic feelings and every line is an angry whiplash of painful experience on the smooth expensive back of the media spun visions of love we are sold. It’s, as usual, another poem from you that, for me, marks you out as a poet of great skill and a poet with a voice of and for our times.
January 23, 2013 at 12:55 PM
I really love your comments. I end up high on a cloud all day. This poem like most reflect my feelings. Over the years I learnedly to edit and smooth them out. Thank you so much for your kind words.