THE PRESENTERA Poem by Phil Roberts
You could take her home
To meet mom and dad Yet still the secret desire Of a young boy's wet dream Sharp eye make-up and gleaming smile Yes, bright white constant smile Presenting neutral facts in a neutral way With loose-cheeked speech Like a child whose face has yet to become fixed The auto-cue leaves little room for sincerity Though sympathy is shown at appropriate times In an appropriately professional way A slight pause, then the smile switch flicks again And on once more to less somber items By Phil Roberts © 2016 Phil Roberts |
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Added on April 19, 2016 Last Updated on April 19, 2016 AuthorPhil Robertsmacclesfield, north-west, United KingdomAboutI'm from the north-west of England where the rain lives. I am retired and a grandfather to many. I've led an "interesting" life, i suppose you could say, with lots of laughter and a few tears, like mo.. more..Writing
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