Apt
in the art of circumlocution
I’ve
often heralded
Expansion
by design
Lest
the linchpin rears its head
Hinging
To
cling upon
That
isolated entity that now beholds
All
balance in its grip
And
I fear
The
claque shall rise,
Those
prostitutes of cheer—
Will cherish any and all
That the coin does for call
Or
will they simply snub their nose
And
condemn me, a hieratic in disguise?
haha the image of the uppty ups snubbing there nose I just got was too funny. Art can hold all in it's grip, of course one can see one thing and another 50 people can see another. Each with their own opinion and you know what those are like, which some stick up their butt people truly are...haha
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Your poetry, Obvious, Acumen, Enamored Eyes, Fear for the Examination of One’s Art and, An Examination of Art, certainly represent an talented, unique, emotional depth and personal style, which is greatly appreciated and admired by this reader. Thank you for reading and commenting on my poem, “Prejudice” by Lindell Vecchio…