Let's Just Chat

Pretty much just idle chatter

Mayhaps today we could have a  little chat
Just natter on a bit, ‘bout this and ‘bout that
Of nothing great nor of things grand
But what is common to the common man

Let’s not try to impress, but just simply address
Minor matters that could not matter less
A bit of gossip, a whit of chatter
Inconsequential quips that are of no great matter

Let us indulge in inane talk
Let us sip the nectar of words that just bloom
Words that soon fade away as if inscribed in chalk
Not words of great import, of destiny or doom

Let’s talk of the weather. Berate the season
Complain about whether there’s any sound reason
For the humidity, or the stupidity, of the allergies
That keep me sneezing

Let’s recline in our rockers while…
We mull over this, and muse about that
That’s the way we roll, that’s our style

…And relax, while we just chew the fat…

Reviews

[Marie]

You know I would comment too.

Sounds relaxing, though it's not what I do.

[Gene]

Great poetry..............

[David O Whalen (O Haolin in Celtic)]

Thanks Gene for being the first (and maybe the last) to comment on my poem. Appreciate ya!

[Gene]

Optimistically speaking I think not sir. Always that weary writer exhausted. Finally getting wise to read
What's buoyant on all waters! Instead of spending eternal frustration wondering what poetry is....
Your artworks are very inspirational, appreciate you sir.