Andrea Dietrich Poet Quatrain

Indulge Me, do

Enormous I’m becoming. I am greed.
The neighbor’s car and house and lawn I want.
And even more than that becomes my need.
Know this. If I’m not fed, I’ll then grow gaunt.

Since some can have a void they cannot fill,
incessantly I’ll clamor to be fed.
A demon and unseen, I’m growing still.
I scream inside the quenchless person’s head.

I grasp and squeeze and bleed his inner core.
I do this more and more as I enlarge.
Then charity can stay with him no more.
Indulge me, do, and let ME be in charge!

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Paghunda Zahid January 17, 2024 at 5:01 AM It's deep... Enjoy reading it

Bill Baker January 15, 2024 at 5:05 PM Very deep and greedy thoughts here. I enjoyed reading your poetry today. Have a great day! my friend. Bill

Robert Schatz January 15, 2024 at 12:24 AM It's hard imagine how this poem, Imagination, and A True and Silly Tale would emanate from the same pen. In a couple days no less... Blessings Andrea Andrea Dietrich January 16, 2024 at 1:20 PM I will take that as a compliment. I love being eclectic

Paige Hind January 14, 2024 at 3:39 PM Very poignant. A lot of wisdom and insight- <3

John Lawless January 13, 2024 at 7:39 PM Great write Andrea....now .... with a just a bit of plagiaristic chicanery it can be mine......hehehehee Andrea Dietrich January 13, 2024 at 9:41 PM Ha!

Sara Kendrick January 13, 2024 at 12:24 PM It is true greed is a constant beggar. Thanks for sharing this one with us and for dropping by my page. I appreciate the time spent there. Sara K Andrea Dietrich January 13, 2024 at 3:48 PM thanks, sara

Duke Beaufort January 13, 2024 at 11:37 AM Tough adversary greed is. Our culture bombards us with messages that consumption will solve any problem we face. As you point out all the time, a simple life is a good one. I find that certain feelings, once switched on, are very difficult to turn off. We have an evolutionary battle in a way since we come from animals fighting starvation. So when confronted with something to consume, there is an inclination to take it. no matter what. Andrea Dietrich January 13, 2024 at 11:42 AM I tend to only want something that is really important to me or something I see on sale like a pretty dress or ring. I don't mind the simple life, but it's fun to get gifts!!

Silent One January 13, 2024 at 11:03 AM Great meter in your poem, I always struggle with iambic, I am not sure why... This is a good theme for her contest.. Best of luck.. Andrea Dietrich January 13, 2024 at 11:24 AM Thanks. Not always, but I find often that those who struggle with meter such as iambic are more prone to write free verse where the focus is more on unusual imagery and other poetic devices. I can rarely write in free verse the way I want it to be. It usually comes out like blank verse or prose poetry.

Jay Narain January 13, 2024 at 9:56 AM Nice rhythmic poem. GL in contest.

Ink Empress January 13, 2024 at 9:31 AM What a powerful and strong writ this is dear andrea, this must be for Reginas contest? I love the deep meaning here flowing with excellent rhymes, you do them so effortlessly! I just admire! Best wishes for the contest Andrea Dietrich January 13, 2024 at 10:42 AM Thanks, and yes, for Regina. My mind's tempo is usually iambic, so I end up doing mostly rhymes and sonnets.

Mike Bayles January 13, 2024 at 9:11 AM Well-done. Good rhyme and a great depiction of greed. Andrea Dietrich January 13, 2024 at 10:43 AM Thanks, Mike. Greed is in big control these days