Poetry by Jeff Green



by cricketjeff on June 6, 2008.  © Jeff Green, All rights reserved

She hadn’t meant to do it

he wasn’t right
not her sort
at all

but his voice

his voice slid
slowly past her defences

just a sonnet
fourteen little lines

so few words
and she was lost


fourteen lines
written to his
perfect lady
his Marie

she was lost

and Marie
wasn’t even her name …

Author notes

One of the inspirational quotes given