“Rhetoric” by Jeram Patel
(Originally posted June 2013)
skin-deep principles
slither through
rhetoric underbrush
hoping to cross
the electoral forest
before they moult
leaving evident shapes
where any
wandering citizen
might find and
examine them
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Cette obscure clarté qui tombe des étoiles.
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I like snakes, even when I wander across the occasional rattler now and then. It reminds me that the wilderness is healthy, dangerous, and beautiful.
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just please don’t elect one
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I try not to, but I’m not alone in the election of snakes!
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I get terrified of them now living in the country, any bushes with a lot of undergrowth around it I clear the under growth away. Touch wood I have only seen them slithering across the road nowhere near me.
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I must admit my own fear, too – my experience is similar
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Reblogged this on Eclectic Verbosity.
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I am always afraid of snakes! Must be the early religious training from the Garden of Eden! smile…now my daughter is in Togo, where it was pointed out to me by my son-in-law, that there are 12 different poisonous snakes! Too much information! Nevertheless, sweet slithering snakes are so kind to leave their footprint for us…I am sure snake lovers would love your poem!
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they terrify me – same training I guess
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Reblogged this on Poesy plus Polemics.
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Oh No, not snakes!
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afraid so
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Wonderful metafors
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thank you, Bjorn
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Im always amazed by ways of nature. The shedding skin, such a phenomenon. Beautiful write as always, Paul.
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and politicians shed skin more often than snakes
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Observations using the artistry of well chosen words – doesn’t get much better than that!
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choosing snakes was rather easy
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