Anna Hopper Poet Rhyme

Introvert Issues

An awkward chuckle
Escapes my lips 
White knuckles
Teeth grit

I don’t poke fun
Or humiliate
I get your pun
It isn’t great

I bear the burden
Of your ego
My introversion
Takes the blow

The problem is
You’re not clever
As lame as it is
I must endeavor 

Feeling abashed
And quite dumbfounded
I chose to stash
How bad you sounded

I lose the grace
I had before
To save your face
I shake my core

Asymmetrical 
Gawky, inept 
Your spectacle
My debt

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Andrew Fairchild February 20, 2019 at 2:32 AM Gee, I never thought of how painful it must be to a sensitive soul, to bear up under another's bloopers, stumbles and gaffes. This is a really important subject! I sometimes put my foot in my mouth, and then have to try to explain myself.

Line Gauthier January 26, 2019 at 10:30 AM Lovely, Anna. It reminded me so much at how many times I am dumbfounded at the inappropriate things people say. I just have to shake my head when they misinterpret my stunned look and actually repeat what they said when I really gave them a chance for an UNDO. O well!

Constance La France January 26, 2019 at 10:02 AM Anna, very deep and thought-provoking ~

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart January 26, 2019 at 9:51 AM Wow. Excellent potent pen. Hugs <3 xomo