Hunters and Guineas

[nightseas]

I clicked through them, wondering if there’s one
Willing to say, “Hi,” or spend some time, at least staying a while.
5:30 a.m., the sun approaches, but the night feels at its darkest now;
The rumble fumbles and tumbles: My pride a mistreated animal.
To realize it’s all gone: The world made of us nothing, destroying what’s left around.
I just saw your beauty, I just saw it truly, being paid to take and fall down;
That used to be you, that could’ve been us, if it weren’t for what rules us all.
I’m so close to death; I feel the heft, yet the hatred wants to hug.
I wish I could say sorry for all I’ve done, and your Armageddon, alone,
But time has us trapped; I can’t go back. Can’t even imagine this solved,
For now I see what we are: Hunters and Guineas—nothing more.

[Rayne]

The flow and voice of this spoke volumes to me. The style was different but worked well for me. I look forward to,reading more of your work.

[wordsmith]

A very stylish and interesting read
thank you
GMC

[AnIdeasman]

This is interesting.. the beginning makes me think of online dating, which makes me think that this poem is about a recent breakup... or a reflection on a previous relationship. I am also interested to know what the 'Hunters and Guineas' represents. I liked this poem. It's well written in and engaging. Thanks for sharing it!

[BarryC]

an awesome piece-well done

[JASON]

I think the hunters + guineas is alcohol ?
maybe indicative of a relationship that will never be more than companionship...
nicely written by the way

[nightseas]

"Hunters and Guineas" really just means "Hunters and prey."