False Pretenses
Sometimes a poem starts with a photo.
You wear innocence
like the face of a mantis,
out of focus,
using the limits
of low light,
depth of field. Stealth
has its moments. Waiting
to pounce on the mistakes of
those close to you should not
be one of them.
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False Pretenses Mantis! I love it!!
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🙂 🙂
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Disturbingly delightful. :-0
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I think we all know at least one.
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At least one! (sad but true) (K)
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I imagine him saying, “What? I’m trying to pray over here!”
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Without the photo, I would have said this was perfect for my son’s cat….a hunter with a passion for biting people…
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I’ve always wondered about cats that like to nip. It’s not like they can pick you up and set you on the doormat for that loving nod of approval. At least, I hope not.
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This one likes to lull you into a false sense of security, then goes for your ankles… or whatever bit of your anatomy is nearest.
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incisive
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Thank you. Experience I’d rather not have had.
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Hmmm. . .I don’t think I’d want to be compared to a praying mantis. 😉
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I’m sure you’re safe, in that regard.
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😉
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Very clever wordplay.
I took it as a poem directed at a woman, like the female mantis that devours the male after biting his head off, after mating.
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Without being misogynist, that was where I was going, with no one specific in mind. However, I’ve worked with men who were like that – with no possibility of advancement, just any chance to look better.
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Ah you’ve shed some light on it, and I re-read it. I do know someone like that. No names ^_^
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Nah. I’ll delete this one. 😉
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