Paula Larson Poet Narrative

Gossips

As if to spy upon
some rapt adjourn
more devellish
than their own ~
existing for the slug of virtue
from some forgotten dream

Their aim ~
outdated with resent
yet stealthy earned.
Their ears, like prodding volts
reversed to bring return.

Life's focus ~ now forgotten
with its yearn,
seeking noticed space
that all but clutters . . . 
     nothings
     scorn!

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Carol Sunshine Brown July 16, 2009 at 9:49 AM Paula, why not tell it like it is? Oh yes that is what you have done in this awesome write. Love, Carol

Hyle Chu June 25, 2009 at 10:03 PM Sometimes I forget how nasty those rotten grapes can be. They can hurt you; "existing for the slug of virtue." Our image and deeds can seem virtuous until gossip takes aim.