The Evangelical and the Skeptic


Soft air, fresh gusts from the south

Twist and turn the leaves silver. 

Walter says, "rain." I say, "maybe."


It rains, he feels vindicated.

It does not rain, he says,

"The  exception proves the rule."


I say, "maybe."

Poetry by jim The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2015-06-12 at 16:21

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Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
Very amusing. Everyone knows both of these kinds of people.

Jamsbo Rockda The PoetBay support member heart!
Ahh egos. They produce good humour in people.

John Ashleigh
I love the character to this, and I love the witty tone. You are a wordsmith. Thanks for sharing.


Still smiling . . . a nicely wry sense of humor, it feels "country."
Walter would have been almost always right here this spring.