02-16-2018, 03:29 AM
This is a good poem.
It speaks sparingly,
and only on matters of great import,
with well chosen words.
It doesn't carry over
It's morals to other people,
refraining from judgmental smirks.
You relate to it on a subconscious level.
Your subconscious relates to it on a subconscious level.
It comes from a good family.
An obedient son, caring parent,
loving husband. Or at least dutiful.
Somewhat conservative on social issues -
frowns at public displays, but is still glad
to see people happy.
Has an affable old guy sort of personality,
giving off all good and kind vibes.
It says “thank you” when you offer it tea,
and accepts the proffered cup gingerly,
sipping without a sound - most British.
It inclines its head as it passes you on the street,
acknowledging your existence, but not
straddling over your awkwardness.
It realizes you don't want details.
It pats your dog on the head, calls him “a good boy”.
For an instant you think it is talking about you.
You smile. You must be away now.
It hopes to talk to you again, sometime later.
If the weather's clear.
If the wind favors
a seaward journey.
It speaks sparingly,
and only on matters of great import,
with well chosen words.
It doesn't carry over
It's morals to other people,
refraining from judgmental smirks.
You relate to it on a subconscious level.
Your subconscious relates to it on a subconscious level.
It comes from a good family.
An obedient son, caring parent,
loving husband. Or at least dutiful.
Somewhat conservative on social issues -
frowns at public displays, but is still glad
to see people happy.
Has an affable old guy sort of personality,
giving off all good and kind vibes.
It says “thank you” when you offer it tea,
and accepts the proffered cup gingerly,
sipping without a sound - most British.
It inclines its head as it passes you on the street,
acknowledging your existence, but not
straddling over your awkwardness.
It realizes you don't want details.
It pats your dog on the head, calls him “a good boy”.
For an instant you think it is talking about you.
You smile. You must be away now.
It hopes to talk to you again, sometime later.
If the weather's clear.
If the wind favors
a seaward journey.

