A Taste of Nothing

for someone that clearly underestimates intrinsic capacity and potential....

A Taste of Nothing

 

Can you really not see

how much your

adoring public loves you

Can you not feel

the friction spark and heat

of each heart wrenched

and wretched review

All meant to warm you

Does it really taste of nothing

The scent and sense of their

Belonging

And so I watch you from

The sideline

Standing somewhere

just off centre

Watching my innocence decline

In fractions of a single degree

and mourning

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Author's Note

think of a colour.. double it.. add dashes of green, blue and indigo x by the square root of impossibility and there ya go =

Reviews

[barleygirl]

WOW! This is a spectacularly original & crystal-clear message! Sometimes I am a little in the fog when I read your poetry, not sure if I’m getting it the way you meant it. But this leaves nothing to doubt! And I love it that way. I love that you express yourself gently & creatively, even tho your main point is a little bit harsh. This is a well-meaning spanking in words, lightly delivered, I would propose! *smile*It reveals your understated & keen sense of what other people are all about. Your author’s note is brilliant, altho I don’t see the connection to your poem! (((NUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[sette]

i like the flow of words here with such clarity that any reader can understand

[Neville]

Nice to know & thank you so........ Neville

[sette]

you are welcome my friend

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I like very smooth flow of your words. Words are swimming with bitter truth of your observation. Your presence at poem is witness with judging . Just easy writing true for eyes what can read and mind what can understand. I like that.

[Neville]

Thank you so very much Martin, much appreciated my friend... Neville

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You welcome I just really like it how your brought message in this poem.

[Neville]

you made my day ..... Neville