Poetry Day #16
Today’s prompt: write a poem of over the top compliments………….this is totally out of my wheelhouse and quite honestly makes me uncomfortable. That’s ok – we grow when pushed, so here goes nothing. Literally. Nothing.
Haiku
To call me lavish
In praise that I have given
Would be a mistake
That Is Not Me
Do you need compliments to thrive?
Lavish attention and
effusive praise showered on you?
Are you looking for someone
that is as demonstrative as the day is long?
Are you a child?
Then perhaps.
Are you an adult?
It is not me you seek.