Conversations as sweet as nectar
We’re cruising… back on track again
Gullibly, I drop my guard
In the blink of an eye
Smiling… you strike hard
I wince in pain
And wonder
Why I
Try!
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Let me be honest. I am finding this difficult. Now, I like a challenge, a stretch, a bit of an obstacle course. “Write about the decline of the British Empire in the form of a narrative poem in which your protagonist is an artichoke” I read, and flex my fingers. “Write a haiku to evoke the sensation of sibilance using only the first half of the alphabet.” “Well”, I think to myself, “this should be fun.” But “write about a system that isn’t working”? A system that isn’t working? Now? In 2026? ONE system? My favourite system that isn’t working? The sexiest system that isn’t working? The one giving me the most angst day to day? The one giving me the most existential dread? I am, as I say, finding this difficult. I will own that I have contemplated writing a thousand words on why the steady “all on” setting on my fairy lights is the EIGHTH of seven options which must be sequentially activated to get there, because that is a system that some fool came up with and it definitely doesn’t work, and now who is paying the price, eh? But how can I write about my fairy lights when…. When…. When….
By Hannah Moore6 days ago in Humans
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Ouch... sucks when this happens!! Love the emotional punch you packed in this one, Angie!!
Happened to me a few times and I never learn!! Loved your Nonet!
You do a great job here of capturing the risk and consequences of vulnerability, Angie!
Knew nothing good was in store after “Gullibly, I drop my guard”. The hurt and exasperation in this are so strongly conveyed! Well done, Angie!
Arrgghh it is horrid when we take the sorry, trust again and then BAM get smacked again! 👏 great job.
Haunting Nonet Angie, top job! 😔
Excellent piece
Great poem!