X Is For Xeric

This is something I wrote a few years ago. While writing it, I had to search for the right word that would, in itself, define and set the mood for the feeling of the piece.  It fit perfectly. So, for the X ....

An Acrostic Farewell

A bout the time you make a

B ee-line for the door, your once

C harasmatic-like ways gone to

D ust, you realize that all your

E fforts in self-glories and justifications

F lail in the wind of your

G ifted excuses and alibis that

H allowed your tongue and

I nstigated your ongoing

J ostling of

K eeping all your

L ies and

M anipulations in proper order

N one of which went without notice

O r observation, your

P leading and begging

Q uiver in the moment that

R ests now on your

S houlders as you

T ry once again to fake

U nderstanding of the

V olatility of this relationship

W hen all that is required is the

X eric atmosphere of

Y our being

Z ealously follows you out that door.

(c) Carolyn (The Bear Paw) Red Bear 2009, all rights reserved