They Walk Amongst Us







Sullen Sally sat softly..
Sofa cushions.velvet,soft and lofty.

Pondering, world’s great thinkers.
Some friends in her past, were heavy drinkers.

She’d observe them with a smirk
Each,assuredly,a god,not a jerk.

They’d argue that their god was best.
Such arrogant angels, in sweater vests!


                     9/25/2023

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Fowler Avatar
February 28, 2023 at 12:42 PM
LOL Pangie. Yes, my dog's bigger than your dog - because he gets the best food, the best care, the most attention, yayaya. You'd think the angels have better things to do with their time - like knit :))
Romios Avatar
February 28, 2023 at 1:13 PM
It’s just how life is. I don’t like arroganance, especially in groups. Like gang members, out to hurt snother? Who raised them? Godzilla? It’s like Bully of the Month Club.knitting LOL….watch out for their knitting needles. ))) Pangie xo
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February 26, 2023 at 12:10 PM
This is great , very funny with truth as well,. Even down to my church is bigger and nicer than yours I have heard, Which means my God is better , love it flows great with great meaning for one to ponder on : )
Romios Avatar
February 26, 2023 at 1:11 PM
Indeed, my friend, have heard the same. My God, my church ,my religion, my philosophy beats yours? Reminds me of the insane drivel to be the TOp Dog here. How selfish, cloaked under I am so unselfish… At last I was funny here. In an obtuse way. Glad you are part of my life, not out to ruin me and get others out….the Lord handles evil quite well, with a huge swat! Thank you for understanding and being fully you. who you are, Panagiota. Blessings Plus My arguing friends were so smart, some died young. One jumped off the GG Bridge but survived! I can smell superiority here. It’s growing like rotting garbage to those of us aware of it. Yikes Panagiota
Salehi Avatar
February 25, 2023 at 6:01 PM
I don't know about that but let's ponder on Panpsychism! for a change.
Salehi Avatar
February 26, 2023 at 2:31 PM
Thank you... I learned something today...
Romios Avatar
February 25, 2023 at 9:13 PM
This actually was centuries ago, when people met actually met face to face in real time to engage with one another. They’d tak for hours..lively conversations! I am not familiar with your topic, sorry! Thank you. Panagiota
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February 25, 2023 at 5:46 PM
Very good poetry. "They’d argue that their god was best. Such arrogant angels, in sweater vests!" Excellent. Best or worse, they had to have been a meditation. Oh to be young again and full of beans...I miss those days. The late nights. The friendships. At least they and you lived, gave it your best shot. Blessings my friend.
Romios Avatar
February 25, 2023 at 9:01 PM
Thanh you kindly. Panagiota
Goldsmith Avatar
February 25, 2023 at 12:26 PM
A fun Rhyme write. Have a blessed weekend.....................
Romios Avatar
February 25, 2023 at 1:19 PM
This was a for real poem. As mine are. These young dudes, were bright fun. and each contributed to my life. I can do stand up comedy but can’t be funny as others in writing. . My talenti pioetryis not .great Still learning, Hugs Pangie
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