Short Goads Poems

She Goads Me

You insist on arguing.
I am silent.
You goad me.
My cheeks are flinching, but you do not notice.

You attack me.
I nod my head.
Not saying anything.
I can play this game all day, longer than you maybe.

You try another tact.
I would walk away if you were not my friend and my cousin.
So I stay and try to change the subject to something pleasant.
You keep your tirade going.

I finally say good bye.
As a last resort you attack one of my children.
It’s on now…..