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Among Widows

widows speak their jargon
we don’t all speak the same language
they don’t understand me
i don’t understand them

i’m mystified to find
they’re foreign to me
we have in the end
surprisingly little in common

i hate platitudes
i can’t seem to talk to anyone
without getting frustrated

things I guess
are complicated

subtle differences heightened
come to a head

no one it seems
listens with their heart



AP: Honorable Mention 2022
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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De Beaulieu Avatar
April 21, 2022 at 12:56 PM
Hello Lin I have not come across to find out these facts. When i do i will let you know how it turns out. Hugs.
De Beaulieu Avatar
April 22, 2022 at 5:47 AM
Hello Lin, I happen to think you are right. I will let you know when I meet a widow. Hugs.
Gauthier Avatar
April 21, 2022 at 1:55 PM
I'm sure everyone reacts differently ~
Wolf Avatar
April 20, 2022 at 8:37 PM
Rather amazing to me! Would have thought there might be great commonality. A real eye-opener here, Line. Thanks, gw
Gauthier Avatar
April 21, 2022 at 1:52 PM
Very surprising ~ it's probably just me!
Roper Avatar
April 20, 2022 at 11:02 AM
no one it seems listens with their heart, very true, goes in one ear and out the other
Gauthier Avatar
April 20, 2022 at 1:03 PM
Not entirely true but that is sometimes how it feels and it's often surprising at who disappoints you ~
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