I Don't Want Your Soul
Because I’m a redhead, some say
I’m crafty and cunning and fey,
Just like a fox, tricky and sly.
But really, I’m quiet and I don’t like to stray
From comfortable things I know.
I like to live life kind of slow:
I don’t power walk—no, I stroll.
I am calm, I don’t want your soul; I’ll just lie low.
You'll always be my ginger vixen
ReplyDeleteWell done on the form! I barely noticed it in there, which is the way form should be, in my opinion.
ReplyDeleteI've always loved redheads, so I can't really relate, neither from the redhead side, nor from the meaner one :)
Beutiful poem!
I love the title and how it fits with your words. I also enjoyed your enjambment here:
ReplyDeleteBut really, I’m quiet and I don’t like to stray
From comfortable things I know.
Thank you! xoA
I like the title also and wondered where the poem would explain. Very nice.
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