Un-Love Sick [Poetry: Anytime, Anyplace…]

Poetry: Anytime, Anyplace, About Anything – Un-Love Sick

By, Donna M. Monnig

The NaPoWriMo challenge for Day Ten was to write an un-love poem. Here’s mine, “Un-Love Sick.”

Un-Love Sick

 

Our love is soft, like mud;

sweet, like a roses thorn,

As desirable as sludge,

As melodious as a car horn

 

Our flame burns bright –

like radioactive waste,

On me, you are a blight,

your kiss, like tooth paste.

 

When we’re together I

wish we were apart,

I’d be happy to cry

if only you’d break my heart.

 

©Donna M. Monnig

 

NaPoWriMo prompt: Day Ten