Recoil

Recoil Being hit, makes me flinch. What hits…? The doctor, the dentist, the mechanic, bills, taxes, and death. There are others… Cheaters, liars, deceivers, divorce, cancer, its treatments, and death. The common denominator in my plight? Not death, but the lack of hope. Written 6/12/19 by Ann Foster Contest Entry 'What Makes You Flinch' Contest Info Sponsor Julie Leigh Rodeheaver Contest Name What Makes You Flinch | Enter Contest Deadline 6/26/2019 12:00:00 AM

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Kurt Ravidas

Date: 6/23/2019 7:14:00 AM

Nicely done, Ann. It hits.

Ann Foster
Date: 6/23/2019 9:26:00 AM

Thank you so much. I was aiming for the gut. :) Hope you have a super day. Ann

Franci Hoffman

Date: 6/18/2019 6:48:00 PM

These make me flinch, as well, and there are certainly enough cheater, liars, and deceivers to go around. Hope is what keeps me going. Excellent poem, Ann, and rings true to life. I am new to Poetry Soup and appreciate the follow.

Ann Foster
Date: 6/18/2019 7:05:00 PM

Thank you for your kind words. Welcome to the soup. I love that. I am new too, only a week or two in. Wonderful people here. Welcome, welcome! Ann

Gary Bateman

Date: 6/15/2019 6:55:00 AM

Hello Ann, Another excellent verse here for sure!! "Recoil" its the mark here in bringing the reader right into "What Hits?" immediately. Best of luck in the contest too!! "Hope" is very important, and is very much a factor, at times, for all of us as human beings as we wade through problems and contradictions, and good things too, in everyday life. Best Wishes, Gary

Ann Foster
Date: 6/16/2019 6:56:00 PM

Hope... What an incredible word. Thank you for taking the time to review my work. Glad that you enjoyed!