Reason A. Poteet Poet Terza Rima

Fugitive From Gossip

terza rima

Years of experience, a discovery -
I can speak without making use of my jaws.
Prudence and patience are rudimentary.

Some folks get their kicks using scuttlebutt claws.
Their tongues' crude vitality comes with closed eyes;
emotional blindness - the probable cause.

Starting with prejudice, they out and out lie.
When asked, I stand silent, comments I refuse.
To their third-degree grilling I can't reply.

Some fake aggravation, crying through tissues.
But demurring to speak, objection I raise.
Honesty is one of many dead issues.

Bidding no farewell, I leave, making my case,
which makes me their next target, no hesitance.
My objection overruled, noise fills the place.

Turning my back on verbal vindictiveness,
this fugitive from gossip needs no redress.

13 March 2016

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Freddie Robinson Jr. February 14, 2017 at 2:13 PM A great poem, Reason. The wisdom paired w/humor is such a powerful persuasive technique. You are truly gifted, my poet friend. This is my first poem of yours that I've been blessed to read. You are a revelation. Wonderful Terza rima. A 7 and a fave. Cool double combo. May love light your path always.