Interpretive Dance

go away.

I only want young, thin, pretty girls 
to look my way.

I don't care if they have anything 
intelligent to say.

I just want them to ooh and awe 
at my game. 

Of course I have no shame,
my past is to blame.

Yes, this dance could drive  
the thinker insane.

So, leave with your dignity,
while I toss back another one, 
and twirl my ring. 

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dancedignitydiscriminationlifelovemisogynynarcissismrelationshipsrespectshamethe past

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Sat 14th Sep 2019 03:56

Lisa D, your comment made me laugh out loud. Thanks for reading and sharing your beautiful sense of humor. I thought about deleting this poem a few times, but I’m glad I didn’t because your comment, while funny reveals a deeper truth. No less than five guys I know came to mind as I wrote this poem including my estranged husband! I don’t understand love that is only skin deep. I suppose it is more about fears and insecurities.

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Sat 14th Sep 2019 03:41

Thank you Tom! I toiled on those last three lines for hours and changed them several times. I’m glad the ones I settled on work well enough to earn some feedback. I appreciate you reading and taking the time to comment. ?

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Fri 13th Sep 2019 16:48

I really enjoyed this, particularly the last 3 lines. It's quiet but feels very assured and firm. Really nicely judged.

Lisa's comment made me laugh too. ?

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lisa donohoe

Fri 13th Sep 2019 08:56

I believe all men over the age of 40 need to stay away from the much younger crowds. .
They really need a woman who knows the signs of a possible stroke ???

No good having your money taking for sweets and nights out with there pals, while there is a chance of them making fun of you when you make that funny face ???

Ooppps: bet they wish they kept there wife ..

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Thu 12th Sep 2019 21:25

I agree Lisa❣️

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Lisa C Bassignani

Thu 12th Sep 2019 21:10

Art is a wonderful salve

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Thu 12th Sep 2019 19:16

Thanks Keith. I appreciate your feedback. Poems that cut deep often look blue (cathartic) to the author, but red (flippant) to others. I believe a poet's work is in airing the wound so it can heal.

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keith jeffries

Thu 12th Sep 2019 18:00

As I finished reading this unusual poem the word "flippant" came to mind. I do like the words, "of course I have no shame, my past is to blame".
enjoyed this and thanks

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