I really, nearly did a thousand things

Almost a thousand peasants

And a thousand kings

Close enough to brush my lips

And slip between my finger tips

From too outgoing to a recluse

Obtuse agoraphobic traits spontaneously gained in pain

Overt and outward, to sheltered its clear

Commandeer traits to gloss the fear

Oh so painfully nearly dear...

The man had been showing overt hostility towards the crew for weeks, but Tom hadn’t truly believed that Laurence would go through with it. Apparently, Tom had given the passenger of the boat too much trust, for the vessel that he once called his was now sailing away.

“Thank you, gentlemen!” Laurence shouted with a rare smile on his face.

“You can’t just let him commandeer our ship, Cap...

Your overt attempt to steal my cart, I saw

Did you really think would commander it??

Are your truly that obtuse?...

“Don’t be obtuse, Jackie. You know what Zoe meant.”

“...well maybe she should say what she means...” Jackie huffed.

Sol shot her a quick glare, Jackie rolling her eyes in response. Zoe opened her mouth to speak but was interrupted by another voice behind her.

“C’mon guys, fighting won’t get us anywhere, now.”

The three turned to see Sol’s sister Flora, leaning against the, now open, hideout do...

An overt show of confidence

Masking chronic insecurity

A balancing act like no other

Living two lives simultaneously

An alter ego to protect the ego

A wall of silence camouflaged by noise

Intricate distraction tactics at play

Revealing my thoughts

In order to conceal my soul

Controlling the narrative

Asking all the questions

Keeping the conversation trivial

Seek to commandeer attention ...

PC Norman Shields uniformed in plain clothes.

Ensuring not to be overt, he didn’t want his identity known.

A cry for help and a motorbike screeches pass.

On foot, he needed to find transport fast.

He sees a white van, towards it he steers.

He sees the man and decided to commandeer.

The white van man stares blankly, almost stunned.

“I need your vehicle to help chase a grab and run.”

The man didn’t ...

In my 9th grade math class, i became a master of obtuse angles.

Angles,

are easy,

they always work out

nice, and square, and allowing

me to commandeer them.

In my 9th grade math class, i learned to be coy.

Seated squarely across from a beautiful boy

with infinite eyes and a long, pointed

obtuse nose.

An inability to be overt was born from the dots on his cheeks.

I batted my eyes, and stuttered to...

He did wish she would stop pretending not to see what was clearly in front of her. She was by no means obtuse, though at times she seemed to wilfully misunderstand him. Was it fear, disinterest, or perhaps even dislike ? She was so very hard to read.

Certainly he had been overt in his pursuit of her affections. Yet she still showed only a polite interest. She made certain never to be alone in hi...

You tried(continue to try)

To commander my life

Your subtle ways

People would believe Me

If you were more overt

Your little doll

Still hurting

You wonder why we’re

Not friends

How can you be

So obtuse?...

A man of great power watched the scene before him,

the two warriors fighting for the win

It was an overt act of aggression on both sides,

and every time one of them eased up, the man of great power let out long sighs

One of the warriors was waiting for the opportune moment to commandeer the others sword,

but all the slow and steady moves made the man of great power bored

He wanted gore and fist...