You Are Not - A poets revenge against cliche's

“My life as well as my writing are guided by creed in lieu of clichés” ― Carl Henegan

 

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You are not like every cliche repeated often till meaning dies

You are like brilliant truth, revealing my weakness for your body

You are not like a rose whose fragrance and guarded beauty is an honorable mention

You are like the smell of a thousand pines calling and seducing me to lay in your arms

You are not like an angel whose wings carried you to me from afar

You are like mischievous devils whose temptations take me from reality to fantasy

You are not like a song, a tune sung over and over, children clapping their hands

You are like the sound of waves, crashing your sexuality over my beaches

You are not like gentle swans, perfect beauty so many times compared

You are like violent lightning, striking the lies of men and melting my soul to yours

You are not like the ordinary and common seen on every poet's page

You are like the grandeur of space, possessing the beginning and ending of my life

Also published in Broowaha Magazine

02142012