Cloying, or: Bitter

Posted on September 1, 2021September 1, 2021 by ben Alexander

My 2^nd biolet

Some love to hate; some cloy with love
Jewish, I oft feel fetishized
Blinders perspectives polarize
Flesh, bone and blood we are one of
Jewish, I oft feel fetishized
Some love to hate; some cloy with love

9 thoughts on “Cloying, or: Bitter”

koolkosherkitchen September 3, 202120:46 Reply

I find this polarization tragic, David. The poem is both poignant and elegant.
Air hugs,
D
1. ben Alexander September 4, 202120:11 Reply
  
  💔 Thanks, Dolly 💔
  1. koolkosherkitchen September 5, 202104:42 Reply
    
    You are very welcome, David.
lssattitudeofgratitude September 2, 202112:16 Reply

I took a deep breath as I read this. Nice job.
1. ben Alexander September 2, 202112:25 Reply
  
  ✨🙏✨ Lauren ✨🙏✨
Quaranjavirus September 2, 202106:50 Reply

Ah great biolet! Loved this one. And btw, here’s my second musette:

https://theforgersoffantasy.art.blog/2021/09/02/a-hundred-dresses/
1. ben Alexander September 2, 202108:47 Reply
  
  Wow – you’re really knocking these out of the park!
  
  ❤
  David
murisopsis September 2, 202105:41 Reply

Powerful lines!
1. ben Alexander September 2, 202108:44 Reply
  
  ❤ Muri ❤

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My 2^nd biolet