Poetry Corner: “Hope”


held me spellbound
not of plastic concocted standardized perfection
your smiles in my direction were of courtesy
and cultured background
I tried to touch but you needed everyone
those surly and ugly butchers of your beauty
oblivious to you

they thundered over you
leaving their hoofprints on me
ripping and agonizing torture

I tried to heal
you pushed me roughly aside
but you knew
didn’t you?

Published by Robert K Stephen (CSW)

Robert K Stephen writes about food and drink, travel, and lifestyle issues. He is one of the few non-national writers to be certified as a wine specialist by the Society of Wine Educators, in Washington, DC. Robert was the first associate member of the Wine Writers’ Circle of Canada. He also holds a Mindfulness Certification from the University of Leiden and the University of Toronto. Be it Spanish cured meat, dried fruit, BBQ, or recycled bamboo place mats, Robert endeavours to escape the mundane, which is why he has established this publication. His motto is, "Have Story, Will Write."

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