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Pole to Pole

Those belfry bats swing your moods,
leaving the stink of mind produced;
and here we are,
paddling in your shit again.

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Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

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Region, Country: South Carolina, United States, USA

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Kailashana2

14 years ago

speaking of poles,

speaking of poles,
I heard your shit doesn't stink,
what words do you eat that come
out smelling like a rose?

(Sorry, I had to do that, Richard...you made me. ;-)

~A

themoonman

themoonman

14 years ago

Quite all right my dear ...

I assure you, mine is just as bad as any other,
I just usually make an honest attempt not to drop
a load in anyone's direct path (usually being the key
word there)

thanks, made me smile

themoonman

themoonman

14 years ago

Thanks China ...

Anger is one of the most basic of human traits,
and sometimes it is very hard to get away from.

We all give in to it ... just have to once in a while.

Barbara Writes

Barbara Writes

14 years ago

Richard

i read this four times. Nice, short, to the point poem
it reads of utter irritation for somebody
whoever on your nerve couldn't possibly miss the point here. lol
i'm not sure what the title pole to pole means though

themoonman

themoonman

14 years ago

Hello Barbara ...

I only have one nerve, and it's hard to hit, but ... lol

pole to pole ... a play on words (bipolar)

Geezer

Geezer

14 years ago

I'm thinking that...

this poem was or is a product of guilt by association. "Here we are, paddling in your shit again." Too bad that some people don't think about how their actions might affect others. Nice work, and I like the title, especially after you explained it! LOL ~ Gee