Monday, April 16, 2018

Con Artist











To admit I was a con artist
might take some by surprise
“Who’d’ve  thought that she could write?”
I  imagine the look in their eyes.

And with that look they shake their heads
admitting they’d had their suspicions;
some saw through me so long ago
‘the odd girl with strange ambitions.’

But I’m no writer, I just pretend
as I work into the night
a new idea has struck again,
if I’m lucky the words fall right.

Yes, I’m truly just a poser of  sorts
I run a con with my words
while some may deem me brilliant
the rest think I’m absurd!

© Ginny Brannan 2018


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