fears-phobias-and-foibles

 

A mass of little fears, but nothing serious –
I like spiders and revel in the height of an acropolis
love people –most days I’m quite gregarious
can empathise with others’ fears, vicarious-
ly shiver with terror at phobias multifarious
quake in my shoes at foibles mysterious
recounted to me creepily in tones hilarious
but
running out of rhymes for -ious
could be my phobia, my nemesis,
would leave me weeping,  ignominious.

Written for Poetic Bloomings