i walked the road to nowhere
not knowing where to look
whilst rooftop terrace by the pool
heard silence from the throng
i waited – waited – and some more
bewildered (without leave)
the road ahead a solemn black
i had feared far too long
and then it came – after event
astonishment astounds
too late I say – far too late
they got it oh so wrong
arrogance – bravado –
a display I can’t describe
reciprocation – what is that –
(a word) they are not fond
and yet they stand with back arched forward
and head bowed when I come
apologies and platitudes –
falsehoods they turn on
as rough as diamonds left uncut
as unfeeling as asleep
an irksome handshake leaves me cold
though candid makes me strong
and then the younger form of him
takes unto the stand
and offers chutzpah and conceit
her own downfall will come
such is the way they prance today
such is their disrespect
in warp speed lost to better times
soon they will succumb.
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With my head in the sky and my wings in the air, I try to spend my spare time at the footy (AFL in Australia) Go Pies! – and valuable hours with family and friends. Otherwise I’ll have pen in hand and notebook at the ready for those insightful snippets that dream up a poem.
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