His Love

We flutter on the fringesSlumming it
Large doors swing on small hinges
Not loving them impinges
As do hugs squirming twinges

One drink for drunken binges
Dead lives spike syringes
Catch clap from wayward minges
God for His love life cringes

© 2011 Michael Yost



11 responses to “His Love

  1. tight i really like this…the rhyme makes it flow and that closing image…pop…nice one shot


  2. moondustwriter

    Michael – An honor to have you share.
    It is tight and words unsaid are stated as well.
    Ah life – the Lover never gives up does He?

    thanks for sharing with One Shot


  3. Choices to lead the rough life…


  4. I find it difficult to rhyme four lines in a row and keep it interesting; you do so through subject matter, especially in the second stanza. Nice work.


  5. Well done. So much packed in here. I kept reading again and again. Thanks for sharing 🙂


  6. What a great ending to a very well rhymed poem. 🙂


  7. Hi Michael

    Great rhyming and then good imagery at that… loved your image of syringes .. so raw and powerful.
    thanks for sharing…

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  8. Wow! I love that you rhymed with fringes all the way through! Powerful message. 🙂


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