Each new year we
construe more clearly
how little we knew all along,
yet still hold dearly
and quote sincerely
our truth regardless how wrong;
but candor can’t measure
the answer we treasure
existing as actual fact,
use prudence to censure
your impudent pleasure
as nothing in life is exact!
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i don't typically enjoy rhyming poetry; however, this is an endearing and charming little poem with cleverness spewing out every syllable. there's a poster phrase for you!
ReplyDeleteam so glad that i catch you on poets101. you're more than average, that's for sure.
Hey, thanks katy! When I first started posting on the web in 2000, I noticed just about everyone was free versing it, so I decided to stick with rhyming rhythm as a sign of originality and because it's easy for me. I have enough trouble just calling myself a poet but I am average in the fact that I have the same fears and weaknesses as all humans, so that was my real intent ;-) Thanks a lot and I will make sure I get over and check out your blog, I've just been very busy lately.
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Bob
nice and precise..I'd nominate it as Philosophy Song of the year.
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Hey thanks weta, I'll try to come up with a melody tonight! ;-)
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