Posted in My Poems, tagged bard on the hill, biscuit, butter me up, criticism, criticize, Dennis Allen Lange, flattery, None Well Maybe A Little, poems, poetry, sweet talk, sweet tea, syrupy talk on May 26, 2018| Leave a Comment »
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I don’t want the sweet talk you pour in my cup.
I am not a biscuit; don’t butter me up.
I don’t want the syrup, just sweet honest tea;
Until you begin just to criticize me.
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photo by chidseyc (Christ) at
http://www.rgbstock.com/photo/mtLGsm0/Spreading
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© Dennis Allen Lange and thebardonthehill.wordpress.com, 2018.
Posted in My Poems, Poems for Children, tagged ambition, bad mouth, bard on the hill, belittle, children, criticize, Dennis Lange, discouragement, disparage, dreams, naysayers, poems, poetry, put down, You're Just A Tree on March 11, 2014| 4 Comments »
You’re Just A Tree
Out! Out to sea,
I’d love to go,
And thus I lean
To-ward my beau.
But others cry,
“Out? Out to sea!
You cannot go;
You’re just a tree”
And on my dream
Those others lean
And make it flat –
Not that they’re mean.
The picture’s old;
One day a man
Came by and cut
Me with a plan.
He took his time,
And worked with craft.
I’m not a tree;
I am a raft!
Out! Out to sea!
No lean – I go!
And there I ride
Upon my beau.
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photo by Kevin Tuck at
http://www.rgbstock.com/photo/mQXSMPi/Lone+tree
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© Dennis Lange and thebardonthehill.wordpress.com, 2014.
The Bard on the Hill 