It’ll Take A Little More Effort
She’ll not be reeled in
A trail of crumbs, a come-hither-to,
A low effort throw to see what you’ll catch,
A single word, two at the most,
A fisherman’s game — is she still attached?
**
She smiles at the sheer audacity,
Wiser than the credit of your insult,
She whistles through a more powerful message,
Leaving you to ponder the final result.
**
She values consistency, wary of the hot to cold,
Intolerant of the usual games at play,
Goodbye is goodbye — no matter the language sent,
And her response …… well, what more can she say?
**
Silence is a powerful answer,
And yet she’ll still sleep the entire night through,
Breadcrumbs not enough to reel her in,
Not after the disconnect between the two.
**
Her day doesn’t change because of solitude,
No, her peace reigns high, tethered to her smile,
She walks through nature, totally undaunted,
Her feet still trekking through each mile.
**
Nothing changes in her world,
Self sufficiency an absolute must,
The rest taken with a pinch of salt,
Independence within is what she trusts.
**
She’ll rise tomorrow without regret,
Water off a duck’s back,
She’s gifted with all she’ll ever need,
Bypassing the crumbs thrown — she’s back on track.
About the Creator
Colleen Millsteed
My first love is poetry — it’s like a desperate need to write, to free up space in my mind, to escape the constant noise in my head. Most of the time the poems write themselves — I’m just the conduit holding the metaphorical pen.
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