Foibles


Within the gentleness
Of the third finger you cannot
Raise higher than another
Lies the truth...
Life is understanding
We are all the same
With foibles we insist on
Having on either hand.

I've named mine
Virginia and Leonard
Though that could change.



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Written on 2011-09-07 at 00:59

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Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
I laughed aloud at your final stanza, Linda. It's fantastic.

Now, I have to find names for mine.
2011-09-10


countryfog
There is a quirky side to your perspectives that is always utterly original and usually leabes me smiling, both at what you say and how you say it. And 'foibles' is one of my very favorite words.
2011-09-07