Con Versations…
March3
C ut the cackle with
O ccam’s razor.
N ail the lie, not
V ent your spleen.
E ye the truth, but;
R attle not sabres.
S alt not a mine;
A ce not the ACHILLES’ heel.
T hick and fast,
I ncline my ears,
O ut with it!!
N ip it in bud.. lets
S eize the day !!
A dark write for the prompt at ACROSTICS ONLY
beauty! i like them dark
Nave, this is amazing … you made it both creative and fun to read .. I couldn’t help but smile.
can u link a dictionary here too ?? for ignorant souls like me
@Winnie
@Amias
@Pratsie
Thank you for the good eye on spelling…I am laughing as there wasn’t any intent just lack of spell check.
Your poem here has great depth,kind of like a verbal black eye.
T hick and fast,
I ncline my ears,
O ut with it!!
N ip it in bud.. lets
S eize the day !!
TJ
@TJ
Thank you TJ
A little more conversation; A little more of this please…!
Stumbled on your blog and found this post very interesting. Good job.
@Di
hey Divya .. Welcome to my blog and thank you so much for the lovely comment
God Bless !!
I smiled as I read this thinking all the while that this Conversation was saying…
“Tell it as it is”