Stanzas: Monthly Chapbooks May 2015: Equality | Page 17

Vanilla
Mags Creedon
Oh yes I am vanilla.
A frothy cappuccino sort of girl
all froth and no substance,
TBlair’s spin doctor used to say
perfectly acceptable and most suitable
a highly serviceable commodity
like a sensible suit for the rain.
Ah, but the noble savage dwells in every heart
And horrors visit all along the way.
Keep that lid firmly clenched down on any vitriol
There’ll be none of that old tosh on plain display
For Paddy Galvin cuts through the heart betimes
Through the atrium, with his little red knife
And Kenneally with his cuddley,
dimpled face sometimes
speaks of eviscerating lovers during strife.
so no I just cant help but write of pretty things,
of flowers and sweetness and delight
I have tendency to tenderly address
Gentle feelings and delicious twilights.
One leaves the challenging thematic icy darkness
But then happiness does not make for lasting art.
Angst and vicious sides of life are all too real I guess
but I am PG, for creamed teas in my heart.

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