Leaning From Attraction To Fool's Gold
leaning from attraction,
attraction to fool’s gold
that glittered oh so sweetly
to the naked
eye
how it pranced, alluring
you felt it long deserved
yes,
worshipping the handsome
that prayed ever to be slightly so
as he waited in the womb
to one day consummate false hopes.
me left leaning to the cane ridden side
of gradual deprogramming, separation
memories fond with constant
grunting emerging from a deserted spirit
kissing the wine, escaping
heartbreaks daily dose.
a sigh is insufficient
for priceless embodiments
did not deliver what they promised
fool's gold finds foolish female
leaning
on Jesus, friends, wine walls, elbows,
cigarettes, therapists, pills, cell phones
prayers, yet
"Leaning not on my own understanding"
7/20/2022
Inspired By Robert Frost’s Nothing Gold Can Stay Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: JCB Brul
02/21/23
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