When she awoke
to daylight, it was
the first thought
on her mind:
Tired of third-rate
treatment; a less
desirable ship in the
line of battle
But for him it’s
second nature to
gallantly pin his ribbon
on everyone but her.
Well done and made me smile remembering a few like him. Thanks! hugs, pat
Love this! Adding “pin his ribbon” to my library of euphemisms.
Hahaha, thanks Hannah. I sure love the idea of a library of euphemisms.
Do you really want his ribbon?
Good point Kshawn!
He sounds like a disappointing son-of-a-gun…
sharp, men and women are different.
love love it! here’s mine.. http://fiveloaf.wordpress.com/2010/01/25/paper-scribbles/
ouch that hurt! the pinning of the ribbon is very creative 🙂
Love and War. Marriage of a kind.
Nicely done, Aleza. Happy Potluck!
My oh my…I think I’m a sucker for the embattled….my heart aches for her!
Oh no…I’m sensing that familiar feeling of a blog addiction coming on…;)
I love the way you write.
I just had to tell you how much I enjoy your poetry! I have read several of your poems. You are a very talented writer! I too had to take notice of one other poet on your blogroll “I AmTrapped” is the blog name. He is so talented also! If you two know each other you should really consider collaborating on some poetry together! It would be phenominal! You and he are very professional! I would pay to have a chapbook written by the both of you! I’ll most assuredly be back to read more
Cuts to the quick. Trapped is correct, brilliant!
You’re ALWAYS first in my mind…well, sometimes second to the baby.
Wow! This one is brilliant! Love it!
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