Bestowing quirkiness
Should I show my best?
Try to impress?
Your face reveals
Flickers of annoyance
Yet can’t stop
Weight, wrinkles
Evanescing clown
Look at my lap
Hearing your sigh
I mustn’t cry
But then you say
Now that your self-negativity
Is swept away
We can be ourselves
I’m part of your tribe
Whatever the experts think
Caused our different social vibe
Let’s compare creative moments
Occurring every day
What thoughts you bring
To first light of morning
How to deal with chores
Interrupting the lures of fun
And I smile
Looking you full in the eyes
Knowing now you won’t spout lies
Or serve warmed-over pity
Just willingness to share
How witty
You can be
Expecting me
To respond in kind
Truly interested in my mind
No worry about words shallow
Like one so callow
Both our hearts aligned…

(c) 2017 Clarissa Simmens
IMAGE: flamingos in swamp palm tree


  1. Enjoyed this one Clarissa, the careful thought behind it, šŸ’š and it really resonated with me because today at a Buddhist gathering, someone was doing exactly the opposite, everything said simply to impress: her enormous house, her travels, her wonderful garden etc etc. Perhaps I’ve become too cynical, but all I could think was, “say something real, say something true.”

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    1. I know exactly what you mean, Steve, and agree ā¤ You have an amazing imagination and I like your art and words so much. They are a wonderful disguise for reality and the care you show your characters in each story reveals your core. I try to compensate for my lack of imagination by reminding myself (and maybe others) that life is about the dirt, and smelly but beloved pets or friends or family (yes, I mean smelly friends and family šŸ˜€ ) and how little we need to live a happy life! Perhaps the woman at the Buddhist gathering will absorb some wisdom, one day, and have a much needed epiphany!

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      1. Haha. Gee, Clarissa, you are doing such a great job compensating for your lack of imagination. Why … it’s almost as if you have a powerful imagination. šŸ˜„ And here I am compensating continuously for not being human.

        Your epiphany thought made me think of enlightenment, and as you probably know, one of the classic definitions is “Seeing things as they are.” (Yep, you have a handle on that one.) I used to think, “Oh well, no fantasies, dreams, or imagination if you’re enlightened,” but now I think it just means knowing which is which. PS: I still shower occasionally. No, really. šŸ˜„

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