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I Often Wondered
When a poet wrote
Years ago,
In the lost oblivion,
When there was no telephone
Nor Internet
Obviously
What then readers imagined
The bard had in mind
As cryptic as yours
Upon the deserted oasis of time
I still stand in this wondrous land
They call an everlasting eternity
I wonder what you
Or
Anyone else will think
Of this poetic mystery
Or
Is it perhaps, initial?
Seeding mastery
Ah!
I’m glad you
Or
Anyone else
Can now ask me
raj
14 years 7 months ago
Dear Loved...
i liked this take on wonderment.......
warmly..
loved
14 years 7 months ago
thanks
u join me in the wonder
as I myself wander
mand
14 years 7 months ago
Hello Loved
Interesting poem, I sometimes think of Shakespear etc hard to understand and we do make assumptions about the meaning of his words. It would have been great if he had written in the margin exactly what he meant but then there would be no mystery and over the years meanings of words change.
You've got me brain whirring, that's quite an accomplishment.
I enjoyed reading this thought provoking little poem
Thank you for sharing!
Love Mand xxxxxxx
loved
14 years 7 months ago
Like Shakespeare
I too create my own words
and on the other site
and at times here too
Shirley knows I'm known as
SHAKINGSPEARE