Tuesday, February 12, 2019

If Words Were Real Estate

Speak synergy to me
Words that bow tie me
to sunshine and don’t put
midnight on my tongue.

Knock judgment down
to a paint color other than bleak.

Spare me the claw…I’ll resist the thorn.
It takes one to change the conversation,
two to agree.

Tit for tat we’re better than that.

If words were real estate, how much would
you pay for a house full of windows
where bricks blocked every view?

 ©Susie Clevenger 2019


  1. This is incredibly powerful, Susie! Especially like; “Knock judgement down to a paint color other than bleak.” ❤️❤️

  2. don’t put
    midnight on my tongue.... a strong write!

  3. That's urban living for you. Sadly so many of us have not felt the freedom of living free and out of cities and feel strange in the open country. Luckily in my life I've had a mixture of everything.

  4. Need to throw a few bricks laying around. Get some windows cleared to let some fresh air and sunshine in. You are right. I remember days when we did that. Literally a few times even, a midnight protest.

  5. I think there are too many bricks blocking the light... and way too many masons

  6. I like "a house full of windows where bricks blocked every view."

  7. No one would pay much for a situation like that, yet we end up paying so much in time engaging in what can only charitably be called discourse, where no one is doing much more than shouting at a wall.

  8. a really interesting trope, Susie. Going to chew on this one for a while ~