Softening the Rock

October 26, 2016, Prescott-

Swaggering is a cover for deep-seated fear.

So is fabulism.

Neither gets one the satisfaction

that is offered by trustworthiness.

I read travel tales

of men trying to sweep

attractive women off their feet.

I see people, with faux charm,

trying to fool all the masses,

and the individuals,

all the time.

I hear frightened miscreants

protest their innocence,

when caught in the act.

I witness two forlorn boys,

masking their sorrow

and sense of being abandoned,

by attacking one another.

My task is to flow,

again and again,

wearing down the hardness

of the rock.

8 thoughts on “Softening the Rock

  1. Nice poem, Gary! What is fabulism? The beginning focus and the switch to the two boys was a little confusing. Otherwise, loved the resulting ending.

  2. Yes, sometimes we’re a rock tumbler and get shiny ourselves from years of having rough edges smoothed. Love the post. 🙂

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