"Deign to Entertain"
The tea is Earl Grey, steeped in quiet spite,
Where whispered meters judge the room by right.
We nod at stanzas, safely soft and polite,
And turn our backs on what we fear to invite.
But there you sit, the jagged, uncarved stone,
With syntax wild and truths too harshly blown.
The circle shifts; a chilly breeze is blown,
Yet hunger stirs for what we dare not own.
We deign to entertain the outlier’s roar,
A token wildness by the parlour door.
To praise your chaos makes our polish shine
—A patron’s mercy over sour wine.
You think we listen because your vision burns?
We only entertain to deign by turns.
A calculated nod, a measured grace,
To keep the savage in their proper place.
So pour the tea, and let the verses flow,
We’ll clutch our teacups, putting on a show.
We to entertain, deign your frantic spark,
Then lock the door and leave you in the dark.
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Author:
crypticbard (Pseudonym) (
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Comments9
love it
Thanks, dear Norman! 🙏🕊️
always most welcome
Lovelily written
Cryptic this seems an eye wink at hypocrisy of society. How we praise individualism while we all comply whispering behind the backs of those that have the courage to be different as we are politically correct and polite. A lovely write Cryptic a fave
Good write A.
All Hail the Poets and Artists of all kinds who Dared to do things their way.
Good Write.
This hit hard. “Earl Grey, steeped in quiet spite” and “lock the door and leave you in the dark” you said it all. Brilliant.
Ah, so you want the truth unembroidered, not placating, not full of clichés before I walk away? Wot, the absolute truth?
OK then: I hate Earl Gray tea.
Keep drinking that tea Rik as I do.
Andy
Better than Kool-Aid any day🕊️🙏🏻
My friend, what a compelling poem. The polished, genteel atmosphere makes the critique hit even harder as it unfolds. By the end, the image of entertaining the "frantic spark" only to leave it in the dark lingers long after the last line. Excellent write. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
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