Lonely Souls Drowning

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Lonely souls drowning

Choking on beer and pretzels

At the local dive

Bartenders smile for tips

Acting like you are best friends

This is your charade

The fantasy that you play

Just for survival

While they’re in it for money

You’re in it for attention


~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

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There–At The Wheel

There–at the wheel of the car that sat behind me,

It isn’t so much what I could here, but more of what I could see.

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Hands were thrashing back and forth waving to and fro,

Your anger I could feel, I didn’t have to know.

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Showing teeth, your lips were curled like a rabid dog,

You seemed to be unaware as if enveloped in fog.

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No, I cannot read ones lips though I surely sensed your rage,

Your act was more attuned to an actor taking stage.

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I can only imagine what you said, “I can’t believe you cheated”,

Words been said a million times and millions more repeated.

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Awkward silence is my guess on the other end of the line,

She probably ignored “Working late” and other telltale signs.

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Placing blame is not my point as love is based on trust,

One her partner clearly breached is my only thrust.

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Though I could not hear her call I felt her silent pain,

My story of the jilted spouse driving the right-hand lane.

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~~ Dominic R. DIFrancesco ~~

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We Drink Because We’re Poets — Poetry Prompt #5 – The Ear

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AUTHOR’S NOTE:  I took some liberties with this prompt as I don’t often pay attention to others conversations, probably because my hearing is not all that great.  Instead I used an incident that I saw as I was driving back to my office from a job about 3 weeks ago.  There was a woman in the car behind me (driving), angrily waving her arms and clearly screaming into her cell phone.  I used my imagination to come up with the story behind her her obvious rage.