Rapa Nui
When she believes I've done wrong
it's the same old dance and song
no words are sung or said
then she simply sulks instead
so once again it looks as tho'
I'm in her bad books and graces
yet without all her chattering
with neither reason nor rhyme
the silence is disquietingly shattering
and can last for quite some time
but to show me where my place is
it's not long before she puts on
one of her Easter Island statue faces
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
