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Feb 15, 2017
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On Life...
Nothing learned is new,
there’s nought we come to know
is useful in life’s game.
Though striving to be true
we’re caught up in the flow,
to end up much the same.
I’ve not imparted much
interpretation,
the slightest feather’s touch,
through trepidation.
Existence a mere sham?
Why therefor think, I am?
About This Poem
Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft
Comments
Sparrow
8 years 4 months ago
Keith
If it's true that we come here to learn things, that only a physical being can, then your piece suggests that you have already learned most things.
Then if this is also true then enjoy the fact of being on this earth plain and do the best you can to assist others in their learning curve.
This seems to be a cry for truth, it is there within you.
Yours as always, Ian
"Therefore" needs that "E" on the end it looks better..
Keith Logan
8 years 4 months ago
Hello Ian
this poem, if it deserves such a title, was written in mood of fun, almost mischief, it is certainly not worthy of any serious consideration or comment. thank you for reading.
K William
8 years 4 months ago
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Keith Logan
8 years 4 months ago
I acknowledge your opinion
which you have a perfect right to. Thank you for taking the time to read. I am sorry you found it such a waste of your precious time. I have always held that I am a rhymer, not a poet.
lovedly
8 years 3 months ago
change is the essence of life
a body
SOMEBODY
no body
crux of life
e_file
me
Keith Logan
8 years 3 months ago
A body?
A song by Rabbie Burns
Gin a body meet a body, comin thro' the rye,
Gin a body kiss a body, need a body cry;
Ilka body has a body, ne'er a ane hae I;
But a' the lads they loe me, and what the waur am I.
Gin a body meet a body, comin frae the well,
Gin a body kiss a body, need a body tell;
Ilka body has a body, ne'er a ane hae I,
But a the lads they loe me, and what the waur am I.
Gin a body meet a body, comin frae the town,
Gin a body kiss a body, need a body gloom;
Ilka Jenny has her Jockey, ne'er a ane hae I,
But a' the lads they loe me, and what the waur am I.
lovedly
8 years 3 months ago
as per our master jess here
too much of body
any body
every body
would be termed
an archaic body
but thanks for satisfying
a silly poetic body
bare body me
me