Twopence

Your thoughts are pennies and we all are wishing wells.

So quick to take the twopence, you,
And save it for a rainy day.
A shame no sun will
Ever sprout your copper seeds.

What reason led you to believe
Your treasure'd yield you money trees?
You'll rot beside it
Soon enough; you've strung your noose.

A penny for your thoughts, perhaps?
A sorry token asked you loose.
If not a miser
We might find the best in you.

Reviews

[Nay]

I don't know that what I have to say will be relevant, entirely. This reminds me of my own struggle to share myself/thoughts with others. I'm afraid of rejection, yet I think I'm brilliant, but I don't even give people the opportunity to see for themselves... so, I'm digging my own hole, creating a self-fulfilling prophecy. I think I'm some diamond in the rough, but if I never break loose, I'll never shine. People will just see some misshapen lump.

[dilettante1890]

Playful and dark. I like it.