Gershon Wolf Poet Free verse

Where Eyes Hurl Darts

     I step into a room of smiles
     whose eyes hurl darts at me
     What’s concealed 
        never revealed

     Shaking inside
     I wade cautiously upstream
     One piercing look ~
        vanished, my self-esteem

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I Am Anaya August 18, 2025 at 9:28 PM This wouldn't happen if you'd just stay out of the woman's bathroom-- a tip to the wise. "Just one look"__Linda Ronstadt Gershon Wolf August 18, 2025 at 10:01 PM I think I best keep my big mouth shut right now...

Hilda Greenhough August 16, 2025 at 3:17 PM Not to worry, but you might ask, what did I say? As a blunt, forthcoming speaker, I can vouch for the honesty in words.

Bill Baker August 15, 2025 at 9:41 PM That happens a lot my friend, but we still wade in. :-) Well not so much anymore. Have a great weekend, Gershon. Bill

Deb M August 15, 2025 at 8:47 PM I like this BB .....relatable! Debx Gershon Wolf August 18, 2025 at 10:00 PM Thank you. Although sorry to hear it is so relatable.

Kim Rodrigues August 15, 2025 at 5:59 PM Sounds like a hard day!

sara Etgen-Baker August 15, 2025 at 4:47 PM oh my! that's the way I felt when I entered the lunchroom when in junior high....I was terribly shy and awkward. :-) Gershon Wolf August 18, 2025 at 10:00 PM Got it. I was the same way at school dances.

CayCay Godwin August 14, 2025 at 9:17 PM That's funny! Gershon Wolf August 18, 2025 at 9:59 PM That's what happens when I try to be serious. lol. Thanks, CayCay