From a corner of my mind it came
a timid little mouse called Shame
no one suspected no one but I
yet I saw it clearly with its ruby eyes
looking all around , urging a retreat
its grey fur twitched , its tiny heart beat
you can’t be seen with her like that —
the thought pounced on me like a black cat
& so , it implored me to do as it bid
& though no one knew , to my shame I did
- illustration from Wikimedia Commons
Shame is nothing
to be proud of 🤔
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agreed; ‘shame’ is an emotion little spoken of
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Great post 😁
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thank you;
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Nice post
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Ah, the last line. It’s like the perfect piece to this poem’s puzzle and you made it fit. Lovely.
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thanks; I’m pleased that someone is trawling through my back catalogue 🙂
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