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A Seasonal Friend: a Satirical Poem

Updated on July 30, 2017
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Val is a life-long student of the psycho-philosophy of living and a devoted practitioner of many techniques that enhance personal evolution.

Today a precious and welcome guest

as if you finally got your turn

but don't call tomorrow not to be a pest

maybe time has come for something to learn.

Seasonal friend like a disposable tissue

serves a purpose to be quickly dropped

after helping with other's emotional issue

something not even started before it stopped.

Like a tossed and still burning cigarette butt

and swearing never to be anyone's fool

but that's something you already forgot

for here you go again after flunking at that school.

This time you try harder to stick to that heart

as if proving to yourself that you are worth more

but again it turns out not to be so smart

as nothing is happening that didn't before.

Well, call yourself an orange, or an apple, or a pear

but always wait for your right season to come

in the meantime pretend that you don't care

as long as you see it just a little dumb.


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      MizBejabbers 3 months ago

      I had to read your poem only once to get your gist. Here in the South we call them "fair weather friends." They're your friend until someone better, at least in their eyes, comes along. Or they are your friend until you have to go through a rough spot in your life and need a real friend, and they're outta here.

      I went back and read it a second time. Your second verse might be misinterpreted because you didn't make clear who had the emotional issue, but I think the over all message was loud and clear. I didn't interpret it as your saying you didn't need friends, my friend.

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      Bronwen Scott-Branagan 3 months ago from Victoria, Australia

      Temporary friends are not real friends at all, it seems to me - simply friendly acquaintances. An interesting poem.

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      Vladimir Karas 3 months ago from Canada

      ThreeKeys---What you call "acidic" I call "satirical"; and now realizing that some readers may not recognize a satire, I added to my poem's title: "A Satirical Poem".

      I like writing satire and I like to dress it in a form of poetry. I have written other satirical poems, and I hope no other readers see anything "acidic"---just human-but-funny in those themes.

      I would apologize for making such an impression, but I usually don't consider myself responsible for the ways people choose to interpret what I write.

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      Threekeys 3 months ago from Australia

      Emotionally your poem felt acidic. People using others while the other thinks they are a friend? I do know of people doing that and its quite blatant and very wrong. But some people can be highly deceptive and know how to emotionally manipulate others, that it knocks the breath out of you, wondering not only how they do it but how they can and get away with it!!

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      Vladimir Karas 3 months ago from Canada

      ThreeKeys---You completely missed the point, maybe because you read the poem while already with an acidic disposition. I cherish my friendships and some of them date back more than 40 years.

      The poem was simply about the WELL KNOWN phenomenon of certain people using "friends" on temporary basis while they need their shoulder to cry on. I hope the poem didn't touch the sensitive spot.

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      Threekeys 3 months ago from Australia

      This poem was acidic to me so I lost the translation. Are you saying you don't want or need friends? Gees, if you don't want them I will take them in.