No is a favourite word
To end the endless conversation,
To shut the door on the salesman,
The panhandler,
The boyfriend,
The friend.
We say no to change,
And no to adventure;
No to love,
To faith,
To understanding,
Empathy,
Frailty.
Possibilities end
Before ever they begin.
No is a universe
Populated by one.
Mother Hen
(Writing Prompt: END, part of Poetry 101 Rehab by Mara Eastern – Thanks, Mara! Feel free to jump on her poetry wagon each Monday!)
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Mother Hen Diaries 
Absolutely fantastic poem!!! I especially like the last two lines..”No is a universe, populated by one”. Super….very strong and powerful message here!
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I’m saying No to WordPress’ ridiculous new system.
A fine poem.
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Agreed… just dont leave, man! 🙂
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I sent them a rather irate tweet (as irate as one can be in 140 characters) and they sent me a direct link to the old system, which I’ve duly saved and use. Rascals.
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Ooooo! Can you send it to me????? HATE this new editor. It rots.
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On my phone at the mo, will send it this evening. And yes, it really does stink.
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We have to use the little no word on ocasions or our universe could become overpopulated, don’t you think?
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True, indeed, Linda! There are surely times when NO is exactly the proper weird!! LOL! 🙂
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Thanks so much for this wonderfully ambiguous poem! This might be my favourite by you so far 🙂
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