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#euphemisms
Sometimes I wonder if this will be the cause of my demise. I cannot fathom such an incessant desire to see the good in all things; grant nations the benefit of doubt. I am blind to all but intent, intrinsic nature, and heart. I create euphemisms out of people. -Indigo B
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Apr 18, 2018
Apr 18, 2018 at 12:18 PM UTC
The End
Sounds rather risqué, right? Like an unmentionable body part. Not a person you might care about. No the other half of your heart. Not my partner or sweetheart Not my husband or my lover. Any of those titles above Will appropriately cover. No, they call me your friend, Your little buddy, your ‘thing’. That last one I always suffer As particularly insulting. But, not my watchacallit, My whatever, or such euphemisms. They hit me like less than kind And disapproving colloquialisms. I mean, how would you feel If I referred to your wife like that? Calling her your sidekick or Something like a stray cat? I have no problem with asking How my honey is doing today. After all, that’s really who he is. He’s my sweetheart every day. So, think for a moment, please Before you begin to speak. Your lack of sensitivity can Only make you look weak. Just because we didn’t choose The path you chose to take Doesn’t mean you’re better than I So, give this bigotry stuff a break. He’s my partner and sweetheart He’s my husband and my lover. Any of those titles above Will appropriately cover.
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Apr 30, 2016
Apr 30, 2016 at 5:08 PM UTC
YOUR WATCHACALLIT
"Compassionate Conservatism" and "friendly fire": Euphemistic oxymorons capable of destroying hospitals.
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Mar 22, 2016
Mar 22, 2016 at 9:16 AM UTC
Politics & Language
I remember when the chemo failed, your family asked the doctors "isn't there something you can do?" they turned to me, like I was guilty, and said "no, you're wrong, this can't be true". "palliative care" "hospice" "comfortable" euphemisms fell from my mouth, they tasted bitter like acid and lies-- I wanted to scream and cry and tear my heart out. At night I lay in an empty bed, and when I sleep I dream, I wake up next to a body bag, my mouth too terrified to scream.
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Dec 14, 2015
Dec 14, 2015 at 10:14 AM UTC
A Eulogy-- Before You Go (Part III)
*There is no Santa. Your school called. Your nose is big. The police are here. You failed your driver's test. You weren't home. You left the door open. You're pregnant. This won't hurt. You're mother's gone. I'm leaving you. Abstinence is best. We have to re-schedule your appointment. Loser Whatever! You're grounded. I have none. Press one for English. We have to interrupt regular programming for an important... She's too young for you. Good-bye. They also got the bomb. There's a call for you. (it's 2 a.m.) You'll move on. We're out of that... just now. It's on back order. Please hold the line while I switch you to... There's a priest at the door. The doctor called. It's the thermocoupler or the bearings or the bushing or... This is not a test of the Early Warning System. You've a letter from the CRA. The trees are turning colour. It's over. There is no God.*
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Aug 28, 2015
Aug 28, 2015 at 7:39 PM UTC
Don't Tell Me That