A poem for your illumination
The impact I have on other people is...
Chiefly governed by which part of my body I use...
anything from a sort of limp slap
to a cracking right upper cut
from a kinda windy useless flap
to a hefty kick in the butt
Reduce you to a sopping sobbing dribbling mess
with a stinging heartfelt rebuke
or a vitrioloc tirade of hideous abuse
that would make even a deaf man puke
You name it and it happens
It darned difficult to understand
How the impact of my open heart
Is more powerful than that of my hand
Particularly if I throw it really hard...
...SPLAT!
Chiefly governed by which part of my body I use...
anything from a sort of limp slap
to a cracking right upper cut
from a kinda windy useless flap
to a hefty kick in the butt
Reduce you to a sopping sobbing dribbling mess
with a stinging heartfelt rebuke
or a vitrioloc tirade of hideous abuse
that would make even a deaf man puke
You name it and it happens
It darned difficult to understand
How the impact of my open heart
Is more powerful than that of my hand
Particularly if I throw it really hard...
...SPLAT!
1 Comments:
You are such a virtuoso with words... I am looking forward to being in the same space as you in a couple of weeks...
By Pippi Langkous, at Sunday, January 15, 2006
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