GUEST BARD FRIDAY

This week’s guest bard is Lisa from “The Meaning of Me.” 

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I don’t love you, you know.

I don’t even like you much.

I don’t dream about you

or wonder how it would feel

to hold you in my arms.

I never look at your mouth

and wonder whether

your kisses taste sweet

and I certainly don’t imagine

what your ass would look like naked.

In fact, I really don’t think

about you at all.

And why should I?

I don’t love you, you know.

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Lisa is a wife, mother, and newly self-employed recovering high school English teacher. She lives with her Fab Hub, her daughter Kidzilla, and three Rotten Cats. She spends her time stacking the pile of books to read ever higher, wondering if she should have been a chef, and trying to figure out where she last left her damn cell phone. Lisa blogs about life and all its fascinations and banalities at the The Meaning of Me.

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Thanks Lisa!

I’ve been talking to Lisa for a while about guest barding, and it’s been well worth the wait. This was a wonderfully wry piece of poetry. I just love something with an attitude! ~Z