Peaches and Tears

It’s not up to me whether you go or stay,
make up your own mind wherever it sits.
Perhaps we can take a break and go play
that game where we challenge our wits.
You know the one where we end up in fits
of laughter like we’re in our own comedy!
It’s tough when your thinking flits
from carefree to tragedy
and confusion takes reign. Let your eye
discriminate without pressure. You’re smart,
I have faith that you’ll be fine. Don’t cry
now, wipe your tears; your heart
is just too full of indecisive moans.
And before eating that peach, take out the stone!

Come join me at dVerse Poets for Meeting the Bar where I revisit the form of Bouts-Rimés.  http://dversepoets.com/2016/03/10/bouts-rimes-revisted-meeting-the-bar/#comment-107853

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  1. Haha! Take out that stone. Stunning finish – I can just imagine it too. Great write.

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  2. Such sparkling humor in this poem 😀

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  3. Glenn Buttkus

     /  March 10, 2016

    It is good sometimes to keep things light; smile. Nice illustration for the Bouts-Rime.

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  4. hypercryptical

     /  March 10, 2016

    Indecision indecision. Sometimes we just gotta leave in the stone!
    Kind regards
    Anna :o]

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  5. For some reason, I couldn’t help thinking about that great line from Eliot’s Prufrock… “Do I dare to eat a peach?” Nice job.

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  6. love the humor in the ending –

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  7. I’d like such a game and I love the use of stone for the peach pit. Awesome work and thank you for the prompt, Gayle!

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  8. This is very clever, Gayle! I can sense a bit of the relationship between the two in your poem! The ending was really inspired! Bravo. Thanks for prompting, Gayle! This was fun.

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  9. That ending made me laugh Gayle ~ How clever you have worked the end words seamlessly ~ Thanks for the challenge ~

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  10. Snakypoet (Rosemary Nissen-Wade)

     /  March 10, 2016

    A nice mix of the weepy and the laughable.

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  11. Such great use of the words and great choice writing it in the second person. A snapshot of the human condition reflected in mood changes.

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  12. I think sometimes we need to take a break and play enjoy the carefree moments of life.

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  13. Nothing’s better than a great laugh. Sounds like you’re playing with a child…

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  14. ”make up your own mind, wherever it sits” – he can’t be too clever if there’s an idea of his leaving, or forgetting the stone.

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  15. “It’s not up to me.” What a great thought, when someone else has a decision to make all we can do is be there, maybe offer advice or distraction, perhaps even a warning, but the decision is not up to us. Great use of the given words. Peace, Linda

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  16. Anonymous

     /  March 11, 2016

    I see it’s back 😉

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  17. I like the turn around. Your poem ended on a happy note. 🙂

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  18. Playfully sardonic! We’ve both played on the indecisive part of human nature. You’ve done well with it, Gayle. And thanks for the nudge!

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    • Even that playfulness can perhaps help distract someone when trying to make an important decision, right? You’re welcome…my pleasure to nudge you, Walt!

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  19. your heart is just too
    full of indecisive moans.

    Being in love could make them question what they stood for. It would be better to be clear of their leanings and directions.

    Hank

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    • Yes, being in love could do that and a lot more of life’s decisions too. It can move us to tears for sure. Thanks, Hank.

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  20. Great twist at the end! Enjoyed reading this very much!

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  21. What a great closing line.
    I agree. “Lighten up and laugh”
    is always the best medicine.

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  22. This flowed as if the end rhymes were your own. Nice use of enjambment, and your last line gave me a smile 🙂

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  23. SMiLes.. SillY
    can be a best
    weapon against
    dArker ways Of LiFe..
    LEarninG
    SilLY
    sKiLLet oF liGht.:)

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