She was looking for an artist
But it was raining
So I looked more like a hiker.
She showed me her photographs
I showed her mine.
She told me her last boyfriend had shot himself.
I told her about my ex
Who lives merrily
With her children and her dogs.
I giggled nervously
I tried to make her laugh.
When things were winding down
I asked if she would like to get together again
“I don’t know,” she said “We have some common interests
But you’re just to cheerful for me.”
Argh!!
My Laughter is the laughter of the hysteric.
My laughter is the laughter of a mad man.
My laughter is all that keeps me from killing someone.
Hardly what I would call cheerful.
If you give me a chance I might even shoot myself.
Author notes
This might be off topic but think it has a taste of insanity and misunderstanding about it.
A contest entry
- You Have To Have A Heart In Order For It To Be Broken by RobertPaulson.
900 points, ended July 24, 17 entries
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deserved gold.
i enjoyed the concept.
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reading your poems is effortless, and before you know it you've been conned into thinking deep thoughts (:
love this one.
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awesome :)
love it. . . . very nice.
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well i disagree when you say this is off topic. this is the kind of stuff i was looking for...
the ending was great. how she mistakes a deep rooted darkness for being 'cheerful'.
nicely penned and good luck in the contest -
Ahhhh... Wonderful
The intricate factors that determine attraction and compatability always come from a place of personal perception and a persons history...like a tight rope walker finding the balance. Seems the older I get the more factors that are involved. Wonderful penning!!! This speaks to me of how someone can assume something wrong about someone when they don't bother to get past the surface of ones front, among other things. For me this write speaks deep...but then I've been though some very deep waters... so maybe I'm just used to wading.
i'm so glad I checked out this read.
Jo
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You put on a good front, or maybe I should say the man in the poem puts on a good front. I think a lot of us do. Who wants to inflict doom and gloom on other? At least, that's what I was taught and I can't totally get away from that.
Enjoyed your write.
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The end line in this version makes the whole poem.
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