Y awning I am at the sun that squints
O ut of your facade; not an
U ntimely reaction to your lethargic
R espect for everyone. A
M ere inhale which
E scapes with every idle word
T hat happens off your tongue
A deep exhale which
P ilfers through all the
H ints of your misguided self-importance. I am
O uting the sun of all your
R hetoric.
(c)Carolyn (The Bear Paw) Red Bear, 2013, all rights reserved.
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Ahh . . . This is a stunning piece of outing a deceiving and quite unreliable person. You chose your words carefully for maximum effect, and you chose well . . .
A further collection of poems, many from years in the Middle East, but also the California San Francisco and Central Coast areas (Santa Cruz, Carmel, Big Sur, Berkeley, etc.).
If you tend to believe romantic, passionate, masculine poetry is a thing of past eras, read "She Intrigues Me," and be swept away in the beautiful craft of a contemporary poet of love.
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