Sometimes a Daydreamer

By Lisa J. Finesse

Poetry lovers will enjoy this exciting collection of poems by Lisa J. Finesse. The subjects range from love to frustration, from the serious to the whimsical. Meet such unforgettable characters as Mable and the Woman of Charm and Lock. Become enthralled by such fan favorites as Insomnia, and His Unconscious Ramblings About Proposing. Stop by the Blue Note Bar-B-Q and mingle with the greats of R&B and Soul. Finesse has done a wonderful job of writing poetry for daydreamers everywhere!

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lisa J. Finesse
• Release date: Jan 22, 2012
• ISBN: 9781466124134

Lisa J. Finesse

Lisa J. Finesse is a new talent who loves to write poetry, fiction, and essays about a number of topics. Finesse is very excited to release Sometimes a Daydreamer, which is her first published book. She currently lives in NC and enjoys such hobbies as crocheting, sewing, and writing and playing music. Lisa J. Finesse can be reached at [e-mail].

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Furs and rings and costly things

Are to a lady what tears are to a lesser woman.

Lesser women have less control,

The control needed to run a good life.

What life is had at the abandoning of love?

The love so great that the sea couldn't contain it.

But contain it the lesser woman could do.

And left with the love is what she did do.

So furs and rings and costly things

Are things that comfort the lady at night.

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Garnish

I'm not your petty garnish friend!

I'm not here so you can

tell me all your problems

when your real friends are busy.

I'm not here so you can

ignore me and put me down

in front of them.

I'm not here so you can invite me

places with them and then

act like I'm not there.

I'm not here to

trail behind you and

watch you make a fool of yourself

to impress them.

And I'm not here to give you

advice that you refuse to take.

What do I look like?

I'm not your petty garnish friend.

So let me in or keep me out.

So treat me right, or not at all.

I won't be your petty garnish!

I won't be your useless decoration

like your other useless friends.

I won't be your petty garnish!

I'm not your petty garnish friend!

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Crush

The one I love I dare not speak.

Merely a whisper between my heart and hands:

Rhapsody...Ecstasy...Rapture...Love.

More than a creation of graceful beauty,

More than the scent of the rarest flower fit for a queen,

More than the riches of any empire

How I love thee.

The one I love I dare not say.

'Tis a complex word, lingering in the breeze.

To whisk me away in that wind would be a song

That would play through my mind indefinitely.

Word by word the song would rejoice,

How I adore thee.

The one I love I dare not pronounce.

Wider than the