exactly for what
you need to purchase,
don’t look the shopkeeper in
the eye, don’t attract attention, be
polite, hide your cracked and dirty nails,
give your meek thanks and leave as quietly
as you entered. Poverty-stricken you don’t have the
option to demand any more than that. Money talks loudest.
rules the hard
way. You want to
pass them on, ease the
path for those that follow in
your shoes but the arrogance of youth
is bravery that you have long forgotten, it
was a lifetime ago. You watch their smiles fade.
They too will learn the hard way. Money talks loudest.
This week on dVerse Meeting the Bar, the lovely Victoria has introduced the poetry form, the Etheree. This is another form new to me, dating from the late 20th century and introduced by Etheree Taylor Armstrong, a poet from Arkansas. Simple enough (perhaps!), the form is one word (or syllable) for the first line, two words (or syllables) for the second and so on, up to the tenth line. Rinse and repeat, reverse, or stop right there, however the mood takes you. It was so much fun to try and no, I have no idea why I wanted to write on the subject matter I chose.
If you love poetry, whether reading or writing it, do visit dVerse. Put your feet up, sup on a gin and tonic, swig a bottle of beer, chat a while with the barkeep, enjoy yourself…