Difficult work colleague
You scuttle towards me like a Black Widow
And I press myself back against the wall
Knowing that if you touch me I will have to crush you.
My size, my strength, my power appall me
How easy it would be to annihilate all opposition
How much harder to shown compassion,
To bear the pain and wear it lightly.
You place the horns upon your head and turn to face me
You stamp a booted foot upon the ground
Your small and narrow mind charges at my open arms
Collapses against my soft breast
You falter and turn, you retreat and I let you go.
Louise Hogg
Mon 23rd Jan 2017 20:22
I love the imagery in this poem. clever use of words. I really enjoyed it.