Oh! Where Are you Going?
He was barefooted, leaving no footprints
Barechested, without a belly
Standing erect, yet without a spine
Is your name worthless?
I asked as i passed him in the corridor
Your facelessness looked familiar
I stated firmly, peering into him demeanor
Like a poem, without words
No he retorted; my name is love
You must be joking, i said exicitedly!
Love? Love?
And where are you off to?
But at that point, i didn't really want to know
The bougainvillea i planted, are so lovely
I mused in a whisper, to myself.
© gillena cox 2026
Now that’s a unique take on the prompt, Gillena, love personified and rejected for the lovely bougainvillea.
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Ah, love rejected...Hit the road.
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An interesting take on the prompt. NIcely done, Gillena.
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Very nice perspective and well crafted! I loved the irreverence from this line "And where are you off to?
ReplyDeleteBut at that point, i didn't really want to know
The bougainvillea i planted, are so lovely"
Gotta keep things inperspective...that's exactly how I feel when it comes to my garden this time of year as well! Excellent poem!
Thanks for your appreciation, Cara
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