words on words

I recall a telephone call from some tele-sales person which I took in the midde of a heated discussion – mistake. This poem resulted, though in practice I was forgiven!



She looks at me, just so,

Eyebrows moving up and down

Her shoulders just down.

The caller asks about solar panels:

Do I think they’re important?

She turns away and picks up a mag

While I acknowledge they are.

He wants my views on fuel bills.

She wants my answer.

I try to say goodbye – don’t I care?

What does he know?

I might be

Bathing a baby

Taking a cake from the oven

Undertaking open heart surgery

Pressing a button

And obliterating somewhere dusty

And undemocratic.

Doesn’t he care?

She looks at me, empty eyes,

And walks away,

Her eloquent silence saying

‘I couldn’t care less.’

About TanGental

My name is Geoff Le Pard. Once I was a lawyer; now I am a writer. I've published several books: a four book series following Harry Spittle as he grows from hapless student to hapless partner in a London law firm; four others in different genres; a book of poetry; four anthologies of short fiction; and a memoir of my mother. I have several more in the pipeline. I have been blogging regularly since 2014, on topic as diverse as: poetry based on famous poems; memories from my life; my garden; my dog; a whole variety of short fiction; my attempts at baking and food; travel and the consequent disasters; theatre, film and book reviews; and the occasional thought piece. Mostly it is whatever takes my fancy. I avoid politics, mostly, and religion, always. I don't mean to upset anyone but if I do, well, sorry and I suggest you go elsewhere. These are my thoughts and no one else is to blame. If you want to nab anything I post, please acknowledge where it came from.
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17 Responses to words on words

  1. willowdot21 says:

    Not saved by the bell?


  2. I have a two word phrase for these callers

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  3. Sherri says:

    Ha…my blood boils just thinking of those calls…glad you were forgiven 🙂

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  4. esthernewton says:

    I think we can all relate to this. Great poem, Geoff.

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  5. Annecdotist says:

    Oh yes, lots of us will identity – I have a short story on the same theme.

    Liked by 1 person

  6. I interrupt mid-waffle with “Hold the line please’ and continue with what I am doing. Usually when I return the line is dead. Once though, having forgotten him, I picked the phone up again some fifteen minutes later and the young man was still waiting. It must have been his first night on call duty. I felt awful. 🙂

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  7. Oh those calls are so annoying ,even more so in the midst of a row! Glad you were forgiven. I bet you wanted to tell that salesman what he could do with his solar panels! 🙂

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  8. rogershipp says:

    I think that telemarketers know the most inconvenient times to call…. but then I am nor sure if there is ever a convenient times that I truly want to talk to them?

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