I will continue to write the things I should,
I will come to the defense of those maligned
I will always stand up for right and good,
For I have an obligation to speak my mind.
I know that I probably should remain silent
In the face of bitter nastiness and bullying,
But it is very hard for me to blithely relent
When my blood pressure is obviously boiling.
I am even aware I degrade myself in replying
That it is always better to take the high road
None of the good, helpful advice I am denying
But bearing awful insults is too heavy a load.
So, I’ll not be bullied into a weak submission
And neither should anyone here so abused
I think it is time we all take a good position,
And let the bullies know we are not amused.
I am determined to make Poetry Soup the best
Community of writers on the broad internet,
And may it be known that we passed the test
Not suffering fools gladly and having no regret.
Written December 12, 2021
i would
rather spend
seconds with your
smile
than hours
with your frown
so your
majesty i am
here to please after
the applause
as your court jester
i will juggle my balls and
then shake
my sock covered
bauble but while thinking
what
a fool i am
i should have dressed
while trying
to arrest you as your
slow dancing policeman
my muse threw
the food i made
for breakfast
across the
table
no burnt toast
once i confused
my muse with a
guitar trying
to strum
her
deconstructionalism
all over again as she
turned into a Pete
Townshend and
said, "Who?"
smashing a
1978 Martin dreadnought
once when i refused
but she already
knew for shes
my muse
wrote a poem about
her penguin feet
she said, "You
leech. That
was a secret between
you and me." but i
told her, "i tell
all that you
tell me
because
after all you,
you are my muse."
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