brittle light
brittle light
Nov 12, 2011

Who'd A Thunk!

delicate?
hardly!

grizzled
tough
aged in whiskey
and want

living by wit
and grunt
and a natural flair for meanness

raw knuckles
broken teeth
don't belie his rock hard words

nonetheless,
in somee strange unaccountable way
he fascinates

who can argue that at times
brute truth
is delightlfully refreshing

About This Poem

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Region, Country: upstate New York USA, USA

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Comments

Candlewitch

I really liked this piece. It reminded me of an old friend who has since passed. I especially liked these lines:

who can argue that at times
brute truth
is delightlfully refreshing

always, Cat

brittle light

thank you for responding. I am pleased you could find a way to connect with it.

regards