September 15, 2025Poem

It should always be

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It should always be

Emotion and feeling

Not the thought of it

The jolly jape

With a snigger

Behind the bike sheds

Poke of it.

Tickle my fancy

Is no relationship

Of equals.

Give me a round of applause

For following the rules

Of engagement

The full stop

After the address

Followed by a capital

Dear sir.

It is all about the tenor

Of the argument

Style over content

Exclamation marks

Are not the point

Of the exercise.

It is all in the tone

The expression of interest

Which spells an end

To the beginning of things.

And she will not wait

For you to follow suit

Feelings are bigger

Than the sum of their parts.

I am stuck

Wondering

At the pointless waste

Of time and resources

Arranging flowers

When they are already dead.

That being said

So blithely

Is bitter proof

Of my inherent ignorance.