Line Gauthier Poet Monorhyme

Brute In the Mirror

The minute I get out of bed
So much clutter in my head
Dangling precariously by a thread 
How the hours of restful sleep have sped
Once midnight tears all shed

Morning hours awake I dread
Needing to deal with strife instead
When ever so lightly I must tread
After hurtful things were said
Targeted rumors so widespread
People unscrupulously misled
I plan to put up a front and forge ahead



AP: 1st place 2020

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M. L. Kiser March 13, 2019 at 11:43 PM Courage...there will always be those who spread rumors; they don't have to control our lives though...Courage. Line Gauthier March 14, 2019 at 12:10 AM Great advice, ML.

Gershon Wolf March 13, 2019 at 9:56 PM This one saddens me a bit. I wish you only joy and blessing, Line---esp. in the waking moments and hours! :) gw Line Gauthier March 14, 2019 at 12:09 AM I hate to think of people going through this mean spirited heartbreaking mischief.

Constance La France March 13, 2019 at 11:48 AM Line, great write, at work there were horrible rumors always, each day about this person and that person, and probably me, it is was horrible, so happy I left that scene ~ Line Gauthier March 13, 2019 at 11:59 AM Nothing worse than ugly rumors. Karma takes care of settling the score.

Caren Krutsinger March 13, 2019 at 1:44 AM Which is my wake up call I have to get up in 4.5 hours. So glad I ran across this one Line. Targeted rumors are awful. Line Gauthier March 13, 2019 at 9:49 AM Sorry for anyone going through this ordeal.