Yapper (poem) by Tiffany Lynn Simar on AuthorsDen

Yapper
by Tiffany Lynn Simar → (All Poetry by Tiffany Lynn Simar)
Wednesday, March 29, 2017 Rated "G" by the Author.

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Yapper What must I do? Must I seal you off with cement? Must I staple, tape, or sew you shut? You incapable nuisance, you I'm stuck with you daily I'm tried because of your crimes And yet the fault is my own Mind to mouth Mouth refusing to stay closed Tongue refusing to be tied down How dare I be so loud? Swear like a sailor? Say things I don't mean? Speak out of place or character? Start the fight or add to it I'm supposed to be getting better Supposed to be a christian But, who am I really? A rebel? A trouble maker? A trail blazer? Your worst nightmare? My words are my own My wit is quick My emotions high and my heart on my sleeve Yet I feel like utter shit! Every time I say something I can't take back Every time I mess up Time after time Is it too late for me? Why can't I tame this beast? Bring forth the torches and pitchforks This is a big one and it's in rare form Begin the hunt and be sure to be on point For this mouth is in motion again Perhaps one day I will get it right But until then I'll just be me So please forgive me in advance Although, who else could I be? By, Tiffany Simar 3/29/17

Reviewed by Michael Schafer

Reviewed on March 30, 2017

Can't say it better than Ron. Having sharp tongue is still just words, and you can apologize afterwards. Sometimes it's good to clear the air.

Reviewed by Ronald Hull

You covered the territory in spades! Reminded me of all the times I was told to keep my yap shut. Usually by someone who was yapping all the time.

Better to be a squeaky wheel than a silent loser.

Ron

Reviewed by John Herlihy

Reviewed on March 29, 2017

How true, Tiffany, and not just for you, but for all of us. Our mouths give us away. Enjoyed this write. John

Reviewed by Jerry Bolton

Ahhh . . . Just go with the flow, Tiffany. The flow is there. Go with it!