It’s not my thing!

Darling, what do you think
Of this poem I wrote?

Silence….
I try to read his body language
Carefully…

Is that a blank stare?
Is he overwhelmed?
Is he processing what he’s just heard?

So, what do think?
I ask again…

Silence still!

It can’’t be that hard
To say I didn’’t like it
Or I did
I wait for the verdict patiently
Hoping that over the years
Something has changed
That he has developed an appreciation
Of poetry

The answer comes suddenly
It takes me by surprise
But,  I don’’t know why
“Darling, you know poetry is not my thing”…

How can poetry not be his thing?
Poetry touches the heart and the soul
How can poetry not be his thing?
I don’’t get it
I really don’’t!

Lida Berghuis
February 28th, 2012

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