I pick the mouthpiece
speak secrets into it
you think I will gossip
but I read out a poem
stanzas as sharp as razors
when I wrote it in the bath
a storm was brewing in my heart
(my skin so bronze, not that it matters)
why do you have a lopsided view
your thoughts always sour
you find blemish in all that touches you
as you always have been doing
I will always keep that fence erect,
now that weeds are growing around that
obsolete phone.
"I am still speaking into it, assuming
my poem might inspire you to write a few songs"
11 comments:
run away from negativity......well done!
Prompts artfully combined. Well done.
Fine response to the prompt.
Well said.
Lovely thought
Nothing like disappointing people with positivity. Keep it up!
What a vivid poem - perhaps that phone can be pruned and new friends called...though easier said than done
If I were expecting gossip when I answered the phone, and the person on the other end started reading poems to me, I would be speechless! (Which, for me, would be quite unusual!)
Timeless Tales
amazing metaphors !
end always means new beginning is close...like how you symbolize the phone...
to keep speaking inspiration, even when weeds are growing over.....that is some determination of optimism! Lovely.
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