Unconvinced
It’s all in my head
the bubble filled
i shake it round
its not unwilled
They stand steely tall
a glint and wink
They won’t reach out
i barely blink
But we’re all the same
mere metal tells
yet, headless They
these empty shells
i shake sparkle free
and smile there
upheaval dance
They glance, then glare
They are not impressed
my hope is dashed
They choose to stand
i’ve stumbled, crashed
for nothing more now
can move Their souls
i’ve done my part
sick playing roles
i’ll let it all go
let sparkle cheer
i’ll bask in that
and rest right here.
Paula Antonello, Poetry. Copyright: Thursday, March 7, 2019.
Image: Sparkle Master by P.Antonello.
very cute!