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I would state my case,
state my plans,
write every little aspect
in a memo
(just for you)
and facilitate understanding,
so you embrace my contradictions
instead of turn away,
too certain of your certainties
to see.

But that's just a foolish dream.

In this country of illusion
you will confirm
your own beliefs,
instead of juggling
with the notion
that this time
you are wrong.

Since I have no love of argument
and shouting at the wind,
I will therefore leave my note
and let you tie
the ragged strands of truth
in whatever knot of lies you wish.

I hope if nothing else,
it makes an interesting picture.

This was written for The Sunday Whirl.


vivinfrance said...

Bravo - I love the way you've tackled those pesky words!

But your word verification to prove I'm not a robot - ugh. I had to try five times before I got one I could copy. Do you really need them?

January 26, 2014 at 2:22 AM
Laurie Kolp said...

It's sad, the lack of compromise.

January 26, 2014 at 7:49 AM
Jae Rose said...

Illusions are hard to shake off..reality harder still..one person sees..the other does not..like two continents drifting apart..the pretty picture no consolation..

January 26, 2014 at 7:56 AM
WabiSabi said...

This poem resonates with me... especially the bit about walking with one who ties strands of the truth into knotted lies. Very powerfully written!

January 26, 2014 at 9:58 AM
scotthastiepoet said...

Hi Ann,

I like the precise style of your poetic voice - quite distinctive, I think... Especially enjoyed:

Especially enjoyed:

"let you tie
the ragged strands of truth
in whatever knot of lies you wish." And:

"shouting at the wind' Lovely work... With Best Wishes Scott www.scotthastie.com

January 26, 2014 at 11:58 AM
Misky said...

Excellent use of those words.

January 26, 2014 at 2:32 PM
flaubert said...

Good use of the words, Ann.


January 26, 2014 at 3:18 PM
Belva Rae Staples said...

Great job! Some people can never admit that they are wrong. You address that in a wonderful feisty way!

January 26, 2014 at 4:12 PM
Old Egg said...

What wise advice in your poem. For some it hard for some not to think they are right all the time or even give acknowledgement to alternative views. Such ignorance should, as you indicated, be ignored.

January 26, 2014 at 9:37 PM
Alice Audrey said...

Those know it all types are so invested in their country of illusion that a mere email wouldn't make a dent anyway.

February 1, 2014 at 11:05 PM

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