A Bone of Contention

Someone said he was just
“getting things off his chest”
not really writing poetry and

he got to thinking about that
and the function(s) of poetry
and how it is about all kinds

of 
things (at least 55 differ-
ent forms not to mention an
infinite variety of content)

which includes the afore-
mentioned “getting things 
off
one’s chest“ (idiomatic 
phrase

not unlike the harsher 
“venting
one’s spleen,”) and so, he address-
ed the criticism by writing this

so it would no longer “stick in
his craw.” Ultimately, isn’t it
all “in the eye of the beholder,”

anyway and shouldn’t we “first
remove the log from our own eye,
so we can see clearly to remove

the speck from our friend’s eye”?
There, the “bone of contention,”
is dislodged 
and tossed in the

garbage behind closed doors where
the Chocolate Lab can “sniff it out”
but can’t get at 
it.

One thought on “A Bone of Contention

  1. One man’s poetry is another man’s poison, especially if it smacks of a view of things contrary to a reader’s loyalties. And, you’re right about poetry: the last time I checked, any words written, including these, or those of the Bible, are a matter of getting something off our chest … and sometimes, even venting our spleen. Those “chest” origins are likely more coherent; but, heck, even the spleen is vital to our health. So, good friend, and skilled poet, let it rip, let it drip, let it flip … keep writing your poetry.

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