Poetic Bloomings - The Long and Short of It

July 8th – We all have entanglements in life that we either rise above or we allow to drag us down with the undertow. Much like seaweed or kelp. We’d prefer you rise above the fray, so today write your poem, not dwelling on the ”seaweed” as much as your triumph over your peeve!

 

I hate being short
I’ve been a good sport
but I grew tired of ‘shrimp’
from egotistical wimps
and how’s the weather down there
was more than I could bear.

I’m not asking for much

three inches -  is that such
a stinking big deal?
It would make me feel
I could face life with zeal.
Five foot two
would more than do.

Now, maybe you think

what’s brought me to the brink
is merely stature conceit -
three inches is still petite.
but here’s the rub, my sweet,
It’s not living in clover
to be constantly looked over.

But what can one do?

Just overlook them, too!