Today’s poem for Paul Brookes’ April poetry challenge. You can read all the responses here.
For the few and the many
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And so it continues…(k)
It’s as though we’re wired up to be exploitative as soon as the occasion presents itself.
It sure seems like it.
We were out yesterday, so I’m catching up. 😊
Another perfect cleave. I don’t think we were alike with this one!
We were out all day too, celebrating the first birthday. It’s the first time in ages we’ve all been together.
Thank you 🙂 No, we had different ideas this time, or at least, you enjoyed the bright colours and made something joyful with them, I rather messed them up. You have to with a cleave poem. That’s my excuse.
Hahaha.
Oh–wonderful about the birthday and getting together! This first birthday is really getting celebrated! 💙
That was the third celebration. She’s getting blasé about presents 🙂
Hahaha. I hope someone took some pictures, since she won’t remember any of it!
There are masses of photos, but the apartment is very small, there are a lot of people crammed into it, and they all look like crowd scenes from a comedy film.;
🤣🤣
Fantastic cleave poem, Jane, the dichotomy becomes more pronounced this way.
Thank you, Punam 🙂 Yes, it’s a not very subtle approach, but it gets the message home!
You are welcome. It sure does. 🙂
xx
There is a balance between your two halves, making a very effective whole.
Thank you!