Blank look
Dead eyes
Not impressed nor surprised
Flamboyant flare reveals a double rainbow
Spotted gazelle prances on a dewy field
Zero fucks is what they give it, still
Dear Poet
Not everybody likes poetry
It’s a matter of their wiring
You’re okay
This truth is best to have been found
Earth still spins us round and round
© Candice Reineke 2021
NONE of my 'lot' understand or like poetry, except my father and my sister. My father took a book of poems with him to read even in the wartimes. Think that one needs time to read and understand poetry, and some people prefer playing with numbers rather than words. Playing cards for example. Liked this and thought it very original.
Jennifer
John, I hear you. And it's not always a “fault” that needs fixing but an endearing trait that we writers can laugh about ?
It is a fault that we writers all take ourselves too seriously.
Thanks for your kind words, Saul ?? I recited this poem to a loved who does not like poetry. They laughed, understanding they were my inspiration ?
I like this poem and your other sampled work. It has vigour and is not dull like some poetry can be.
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Candice Reineke
Fri 29th Oct 2021 18:15
I can relate, Jennifer! Thanks for the note ?