08 Jan

You have ruined

my box of words.

None of them

are good enough.

None of them

are adequate.

None of them

can do you justice.


My nouns

are neutered,

my adjectives

are absent,

my verbs

are without value.


I have run out

of metaphors


and superlatives.


You have ruined

my box of words.

How can I

describe you now?



© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Not new, but probably relevant.

Art by the late Steve Hanks


Posted by on January 8, 2022 in Poetry, romance, Still Life


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5 responses to “Ruined

  1. Amy Williams

    January 8, 2022 at 3:14 pm

    Yes of course

    Liked by 1 person

  2. EraGoddesofLove

    January 8, 2022 at 4:51 pm

    Just keep IT at wow

    Like yourself

    Liked by 1 person

  3. thereluctantpoet

    January 9, 2022 at 1:29 pm

    Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.

    Liked by 1 person


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