Not a Love Poem
This is not a love poem. I will not relate those charms
you’ve displaced from earlier boundaries to someone else’s arms.
You no longer fill my daydreams and every random thought.
I’ve cleared my mind of schemes with which it formerly was fraught.
You are not the one I reach for to fill out the night.
Not the one I quote to friends. Your wisdom I don’t cite.
I’ve ripped up all the old words and replaced them with these:
bounder and philanderer, liar, cheat and sleaze.
And now that I have located the words that better fit,
whatever is the opposite of love poem? This is it.
For NaPoWriMo today we are to write a poem that talks about what something is “not.” Image by Engin Akyurt on Unsplash.
lifelessons - a blog by Judy Dykstra-Brown 
Well done!
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Sorry for the crude gesture. It just seemed so perfect for the poem!
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It was perfect.
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So well done 👍🏼
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Well at least this is not you, and she should not make those rude signals and expressions right after going to church on Ash Wednesday~!
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A fine take on the theme
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Love this, gesture and all.
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Great! Been there, done that, bought the sweatshirt.
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I absolutely love this non-love poem!
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