This poem was inspired by a word bank posted by Kat Apf. The words were: rhapsody, well, tennis.
They want you to decide
between left and right:
You're too liberal! You're too tight!
You're not straight! You're too narrow!
Their voices cry out
in a never-ending rhapsody
of ill-harmonies.
Again and again
they lower their buckets
into the poisoned well
hauling up more insults
to be hurled back and forth
over the thorny net
on the tennis court of life.
… While the clay is cracking
underneath us all.
(If you are looking for my A-Z Challenge posts, you can find them at my other blog)
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