Bonds Binds Crossed Wires Threads
What may suit them
Be right up there street
Or floats one's boat
Bearing in mind poetry is
more a form of art than an
exact science
This may in fact explain or
be the reason
Why the majority of the time
i get hardly and reads and
no comments
On the poem's i liked and thought
may have recieved or deserved
some
And am then surprised by the
one's
That are well recieved in terms
of comments and reads
Maybe it's simply because
To some i come from the
wrong side of the track's
or street
Never got to captain that ship
and make other's sea sick
And my chosen suit is hearts
not clubs and i am excluded
membership from
Or suit is cut from a different
cloth and is irregular not regular
the one size that doesn't fit all
But hey if nothing else the
one common thread that bond's
us all together and we can
surely agree on is this
Who doesn't love to be paid
a compliment and then have
to feign being bashful
Or is it only just me
Who suffers from an ego
that needs periodically
massaging
And feel the inherent need
to equate and place my value
And worth in the way i am
viewed by other's
Rather than the same way
and light i view them
Then may i respectfully suggest
The problem lies with i not
them
And why acceptance does not
abide to i
As Captain of a sinking ship
and from the wrong side of
tracks and street will always
be my fixed abode and suit
everyone else but me
Until one day i go all in with
a running flush suit of heart's
firmly entrenched in my hand
have i and can afford to buy
a bespoken suit tailor made
just for
Without that sinking in the
pit of my stomach making
me nauseated
On such day as dawn arises
and i awaken without that
sinking feeling in the pit
of my stomach nauseous
like feeling sea sick
Who would rather view life
through the lens of a
torturous artist dedicated
to poetic form and verse
Rather than have to cut off
my own ear in orded to be heard
So i could no longer listen
to and stop what my heart
and inner voice was telling
me to write instead
Certainly not an exact science
More a form of art not to
be taken literally but
subjectively
And why some people may
get it and appreciate it
while other's don't
And that is solely up to the
audience to judge and
for the creater to take on
board
If they do not take offense
and are willing and humble
enough to listen and take
on board constructive
criticism
And to do a complete rewite
until it doesn't resemble the
original draft in any way at all
Copyright © Christopher Flaherty | Year Posted 2021
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