Creative Commons ~ Darwin Bell
Silence the thoughts
that beat against my temples.
Their rewinding annoyance
spills upon my vocal chords
to pour out unedited.
If my speech is to have
a warning label,
let me at least choose
my audience.
Those innocent of the
transgressions that irritate me
should not have their ears bitten
by my rabid tongue.
Susie Clevenger 2012
I came across this picture and it prompted the poem.
She does look irritated. :)
Comments
It was wow and reminded me of one of my relatives they called Screech Owl, lol.
You really portrayed this, so well~
It is refreshing and sad!
Well Done