David Kavanagh Poet Monoku

Sold My Soul

I’m a clever guy, all being told 
Greying nicely, not growing old 
Have a good heart, stone cold 
Speak my own truth, little bold 

Really bad attitude, I never fold
Worth my weight, in fools gold 
Your credit card, I’ll always hold 
What’s that I hear, a cent, Sold!

Paean on poets, for myself 
Not for Margaritas contest

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David Kavanagh

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Christopher Flaherty April 19, 2022 at 12:42 PM Very clever Sir Love your honesty And your ability to admit to your human flaws and faults Take that all day every day Over false bravado lies and posturing Christopher Flaherty April 20, 2022 at 3:37 PM Mostly to speak the truth and from ones heart is what I gather David Kavanagh April 19, 2022 at 2:29 PM Thanks Christopher, I am an just a bloke, with everyday human flaws, like everyone else, I could well be worse than some, but I really don’t care, that’s exactly what I write about in my poems, cheers David