Idle Curse of a Pretentious Broad

IMG_0105Poison seeping from my bones
dripping into convenient veins
beguiling stomach, heart and brain
till dust and rust are left to call

No hunger nor ache
no sickness nor chain

I have a roof and people to love
a work to pursue, a talent to hug
my mind is not shut
my body not bent

There should be no poison
to savage my soul

Luxury problems,
vanity fair,
when I should be dancing
like Sundays in May

Sculpture © A.Tallil

8 thoughts on “Idle Curse of a Pretentious Broad

    • Jill!!!!!! So wonderful to have a friend and one of my most favourite people on this planet commenting on my blog! Thanks :-). You are the first of my friends to comment 🙂 I have written lot more poems (you can click on the red button “More poems” on the bottom of this page and also on the top there is another page with even more poems). About publishing: You know how it is with poetry: the market is small and publishers willing to publish rare. But it is a pleasure to write for people like you who appreciate it, mwuuuaaah!

      • Sorry I meant it is the red button on the bottom of my homepage saying “Older Posts” as well as the Link on top of the home page saying “More Poems” 😉

  1. just thought i’d visit a bit and tell you i liked every word of this poem, including the photo of the sculpture. and thanks for liking glide today, the encouragement is really appreciated. 🙂

    Poison seeping from my bones
    dripping into convenient veins
    beguiling stomach, heart and brain
    till dust and rust are left to call

    wonderful.

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