Remaining silhouette
of a leader –
hero was expected –
instead, hit with quirkiness
Unaffected by indifference
accepting his alibis
his ego bloodies
we remain strangers
Ride along
as hive buzzes lies
he sulks at refusals
commands attention
Reputation shredded
still holds appeal
gobsmacked intelligence –
and so it goes on.
(Image my own.)
And on and on.Will it never end. The image is a perfect accompaniment to the poem.
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I turned it all off while my husband was in hospital. Highly recommended. Thanks Liz.
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Good advice.
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I am so very sorry that your husband was in the hospital. I pray that he is doing ok now.
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He is recovering. All good.
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YAY!
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Some great description in this poem , hive buzzes lies…Love that word – gobsmacked – almost every day I’m shaking my head.
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Thanks Heather. Like watching a train wreck set on repeat.
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yup, and we know we should stop watching, but we just can’t…
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Gobsmacked covers it, as does “ego bloodies” – well done. Wake me up in a month.
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do you think it will be over? I pray so.
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You raise a good point. I actually think it will. I have no reason why – just a hazy hunch. Perhaps wishful thinking along with prayers, but we’ll know soon enough.
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Gobsmacked! Love this word and you nailed it!
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Thanks Eugi
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Most welcome!
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Didn’t know you were a bird.
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Only in my dreams.
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