The craziness in moments
of madness and daring,
Sensibilities cast aside
like yesterday’s broadsheet.
Accepting the face value
of a passing opportunity,
Honesty etched into the dimples
of crafty Frank.
Seizing gullible offerings
and drowning in stupidity,
Yards of invisible thread
weaving the next tall tale.
Buttery fingers dipping excitedly
into a hornet’s nest,
Unprepared but too excited
to anticipate the dangers.
Leaping with an erstwhile
lover while misfortune lurks,
Longings immersed only in
the sad imagining of dreams.
Tossing aside a modicum of
certainty for the whatever,
Harbouring flimsy promises
upon fair-weather gains.
Seeing skywards rainbows
of black and white negativity,
Hues of greyness fade when
rose tinted glasses vanish.
Celebrity clamours over
and under itself to be recognised,
Mirrors overburdened by
deluded images of foolhardiness.
©Copyright Eileen T O’Neill 16/04/2015
Poets United
Mid-Week Motif: ‘Foolishness.’
There are some people for whom every stepping stone is fraught with danger...they don't understand only a little bit of honesty would do them a world of good...sigh...pearls of wisdom here Eileen :)
ReplyDeleteEach couplet reads like an aphorism--very crisp and well played! I especially like your characterization of the villain: "Honesty etched into the dimples of crafty Frank."
ReplyDeleteThe rose tinted glasses vanishing sounds like one of the final blows...I am glad that crafty Frank finally had a comedown.
ReplyDeleteYoiks, re the buttery fingers dipping into the hornet's nest - you have pictured some great examples here, Eileen.
ReplyDeleteEnjoyed this, Eileen. I especially like the observation about celebrity, as their thirst for attention, (and what they resort to in quenching it), never seems to cease.
ReplyDeletePoppy
Your poetry has something that everybody can always relate to
ReplyDeleteThanks always Eileen for sharing your gift ...
Wishing you a lovely weekend xx
You capture the simultaneous positives and negatives of such an attitude. :)
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