Getting back into the flow of writing, mostly with wordplay and poems. I'm a creative soul, from childhood to middle age, and my joy is to produce new things the world has never seen before. I'm an educator from the USA working as a college professor of lit and music. I'm learning to love myself little by little.
A hermit crab's a humble, helpless creature
That borrows others' armor as it grows
It's fragile, having no protective feature,
And makes an easy victim, as it knows.
And worse than that, this poor, vulnerable chap
At times, in moments desperate and scary,
Will rashly pick a shelter that's a trap;
Fall victim to abusers, all unwary
The crab, relieved, relaxes all defenses;
Adores its seeming haven; places trust
In its confinement and its false pretenses,
Its lies and accusations so unjust,
The crab's convinced that it should be detested.
It dares not flee--and slowly, it's digested.
October 2, 2016
For Marley, God bless him
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