Mondays Finish the Story – Material Things

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I see absolutely everything.

Soaring on the heights of wings.

Discerning which of the ants down there

Are supposed to be the queen and king.

 

I may be deemed ethereal,

But definitely not imperial.

That’s what they have over me-

Their things are material.

 

I wish I could give you all the world,

Necklaces, bracelets, rings all pearled.

I wanted to be there already,

But my plans have all unfurled.

 

Maybe it’s some fear of commitment,

I already want to be at fulfillment,

Too much to say with no one to read,

So I guess I’ll just have to film it.

 

I need shaken this unshakeable vice,

That I feel each gift must have a price,

Even when you say you don’t need it,

Some gifts sure do entice.

 

So my darling, and dear friend,

I promise to make it in the end.

You’ll have more than you’ll ever need,

Until then, love I send.

 

 

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8 thoughts on “Mondays Finish the Story – Material Things”

    1. Thank you! I think rhyming adds a certain atmosphere to writing. I really hate the stigma that rhyming poems are childish, and that mature poetry is based on rhythm alone. I’m greatly inspired by music, like most, so I choose to emulate that. Sorry for the soapbox comment! 😀

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