David Taylor

Rookie (3rd January 1956 / LONDON, UK)

A Conversation With My Dearest Friend - Poem by David Taylor

So why are you shouting at me!
And that thing you said,
did you really mean to be,
so very, very mean and hurtful?
And to offend in such a deep defence,
and when I’m feeling down,
why, so it seems, do you want
to kick my very soul,
and bruise my sensibilities
with hateful speech.

You say that’s all you know,
and how you have survived,
a life scarred with unkindness.
Encountered of so many kinds
that you lost count and lost sight,
of the kind of man you really are.
My dearest friend,
locked inside a mind with
bitter experience, the label on its jar.

But then I do like talking to myself;

Comments about A Conversation With My Dearest Friend by David Taylor

  • (8/21/2009 7:41:00 PM)

    ~~~ Still wonderful as it was when first put here.xo~~~☺ ♥ ♥ ☺ (Report)Reply

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  • (4/6/2008 2:27:00 PM)

    Hello David, Very impressed poems, I Think that, the most disobedient friend for you, this own ego...Best wishes, Tsira (Report)Reply

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  • (2/9/2008 9:28:00 AM)

    very clever David, and I do love a poem with a twist! jane s (Report)Reply

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  • (4/3/2007 6:41:00 AM)

    Beautifully and cleverly stated...don't consider yourself underrated. (Report)Reply

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  • (3/29/2007 8:07:00 AM)

    I was just this morning having an e-conversation with someone about how whilst we can be our own worst enemies, if we acted upon advice given to ourselves by ourselves as if we were giving advice to our best friends, we might actually act wisely. (Ahem - don't hold your breath for the responses of, Tara does act wisely, does, does does! :)) . You say it expertly; original approach. t x (Report)Reply

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  • (3/26/2007 10:25:00 PM)

    Brilliant, for as I was reading I wanted to get the person you were speaking of, but then, how cleverly you ended with in your own mind... Terrific write..........and you should be honored to be your own best friend! ! ! marci xo (Report)Reply

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  • (3/16/2007 2:00:00 PM)

    Be your own best friend.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, March 16, 2007

Poem Edited: Wednesday, February 2, 2011

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