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Walter The Wallflower Wearily Withdraws From The World
By Peter Christopher Raymond
Copyright 2013
No noticeable nuance in his generic gestures
Numbly neutral with nary a ripple in his bland textures
What budding bond, fond attraction or treasured pleasure
Isn't robbed of its' radiance as value is measured
Worth is weighed in terms of dollars and cents
Though transient temptations are sensually intense
Withdrawn from or treated as though gone
Such things he couldn't bring himself to pawn
Or deliberately left unattended on his lawn
As dawn leaves one less sorrow to grieve upon
Don't think him rude if he's cautious and shrewd
You'll undermine the confines of his solitude
If you breach his borders he'll leap back and shriek
You've caught him unguarded where his armor is weak
He'll mutter a cluttered cluster of words
The moment his frightened mind is stirred
With moments of clarity either broken or blurred
He will neither be calmed nor reassured
Pure motivation and poised pleasantries
Won't ease the disease and destructive tendencies
He will in turn spurn what he cannot discern
Worthy of the wretched reputation he's earned
Goodwill wasted and unwelcome in his space
Erased and replaced with heartbroken haste
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Just Wonderful
Such a great poem. I love the title, and the video you recently added. We all need to withdraw from the world sometimes to get our bearings straight. I like very much your style Mr. Raymond.
Thank you very very much, Mr.
Thank you very very much, Mr. Jones. :)