Poetry by Jeff Green

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Kidnapped

by cricketjeff on September 21, 2007.  © Jeff Green, All rights reserved

Hush, she mustn’t hear us
She’s getting rather near us

NOW

You can’t be heard
Not a word

Tied and gagged
Tightly bagged

Clothes cut away
Not needed today

Tied to chair
Completely bare

Mugged
Then drugged

New hair do
Designed for you

Clothes, all new
Just a few

Coming round
Hear a sound

No crash
Just a flash

The lengths I must goto
To get a bloody photo!!!!

Author notes

Rather different for me, I might tell me it’s not really a poem, loose structure, ragged rhythm. But it rhymes and gets the job done and I started this sentence with but!!!

The inspiration knows who she is. Not gone this far

Yet!