They say that walking early is a help to reading and writhing. In this piece I got the message that we sould think about things before we put them to paper. That what we put down between those "undulating lines" casts shadows that remain afterward. Such writing should be uplifting to thouse that follow. I truely enjoyed this one.
so true, dear Poet
(we learn to grasp, for
that we can't comprehend
before we've learnt to crawl or fall
then, act all depressed as adults
for a loss, we can't quantify
while beside us
our treasures, are ignored
devalued
by their very presence, proximity's
accessibility
as a new wording of cheap
in our warped
decrepit notion of true, worth...)
...decrepit notions are the scraps and fumes of angst that propel many a heart and mind, and may as well be useless striving unless we employ them to our benefit and betterment. But that is just a thought of many that are out there. Thanks kindly L.B. You are most appreciated.
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They say that walking early is a help to reading and writhing. In this piece I got the message that we sould think about things before we put them to paper. That what we put down between those "undulating lines" casts shadows that remain afterward. Such writing should be uplifting to thouse that follow. I truely enjoyed this one.
Thanks Soren for your visit and review!
Dang it! Spell-checker's gone again!
I have to harticulate that it's a fine write!
It's a mash coinage so won't as yet be available on spell checking apps. Thanks orchi.
so true, dear Poet
(we learn to grasp, for
that we can't comprehend
before we've learnt to crawl or fall
then, act all depressed as adults
for a loss, we can't quantify
while beside us
our treasures, are ignored
devalued
by their very presence, proximity's
accessibility
as a new wording of cheap
in our warped
decrepit notion of true, worth...)
...decrepit notions are the scraps and fumes of angst that propel many a heart and mind, and may as well be useless striving unless we employ them to our benefit and betterment. But that is just a thought of many that are out there. Thanks kindly L.B. You are most appreciated.
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