A Fly in The Face

I sit and wait while the speaker speaks

But I must confess that my attention leaks

For I see a person that I hadn’t before

And she merely stares at the cat on the floor

There is nothing suspicious about that per se

But that was before the other day


All of a sudden some words were spoken loud

Enough to catch the attention of the crowd

Backs were stiffened cause we know what it meant

Our new visitor, was anything but heaven-sent

Instead they came with a plan and a course

That made about as much sense as kicking a horse


Suddenly blinded, a curse was achieved

All because that recently made AV was asked to leave

Her threat was taken and sure enough came to pass

But it wasn’t our kindness that caused her to be  an ass

For it had been preplanned, a plot that lay thick

A bit of cold gravy for a mind surely sick


So after a while the furniture was put back in place

We smoothed our feathers and straightened our face

Because there was nothing new about the grief that was caused

And in the long run, all it caused was a pause

A flare-up of temper and a kick in the seat

And soon we were back together for a meet


A long story made short, it’s too late for that

I tend to bleed on at the drop of a hat

So forgive me when I speak of a pain that comes and goes

Kind of a Charlie horse, we’ve all had one of those

Or a cramp that soon lessens and goes away

It comes and it goes, but doesn’t stay for the day


Just an irritation, a rash on the seat,

But it soon goes with the stomping of feet.

A storm or a squall no more or no less

Just an example of life’s commonest pest

Oh no, I’ve already forgotten what I speak of

Surely it must’ve been about the peace of a dove?


Barbara Blackcinder



About Barbara Blackcinder

I am a poet/writer with a need for words. There are so many out there that I haven't used yet. They define all reality and mine when you read those from me.
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3 Responses to A Fly in The Face

  1. This is the first piece of yours that I got “lost” in…

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