Sonnets from Suburbia: Talking to Myself
Who doesn’t talk to themselves, Tomatoes? But do you love doing it? Penny Peyser, AKA Lady Penelope, extolls the love she has for talking to herself in her latest installment of “Sonnets from Suburbia” with “Talking to Myself”. Me thinks she’s on to something, Ladies.
Talking to myself is just the best!
I never interrupt before I’m through.
Opinions and facts I don’t contest.
Why would I? I so rarely speak to you.
The sound of my own voice is so darn pleasing.
I’m full of unsolicited advice.
Offenses? There’s no need to be appeasing.
I shan’t offend myself – to me, I’m nice.
Once in a while I do notice an echo
that makes me realize what I just said.
An awful gaff or brash bravissimo
in shame will make me cower ‘neath my bed.
I’ll never know if I could be endearing
if I’ve no guts to risk a public hearing.—