Identity

Doggerel Dave


Notice of absence from Doggerel Dave
Not absent - still here!
Keep Calm and Carry On Poeming. đŸ˜‚

I’ll not be proud of my identity,

There is nothing to be achieved by that.

Place of birth, rich or poor, ethnicity

Not under my control, not worth a pat. (or spat for that matter)

 

But just how I played the hand I was dealt,

(To use the poker game analogy)  

Mattered in the end and all else smelt

Of something rotten, a conspiracy…..

  • Author: Doggerel Dave (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 17th, 2024 03:33
  • Comment from author about the poem: It’s all in the piece above. Nothing to add here. Below is available for discussion…..
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 18
Get a free collection of Classic Poetry ↓

Receive the ebook in seconds 50 poems from 50 different authors


Comments11

  • orchidee

    Sir ONS used the 'roll of the dice' analogy, and used loaded dice (he would!). He always won, not smelling rotten, but came up smelling of roses. lol.

  • Doggerel Dave

    You've exceeded yourself, Sir Orchi Non Sequitur here to totally confuse the other readers into believing they have a leader who will guide them into a comfortable space where they won't be required to think seriously about anything..... congratulations...

  • Neville



    You've had long enough to get used to it mate .. wot about old dogs n new tricks eh ... You must be barking ..

    • Doggerel Dave

      ... mad? In all probability.... (to use a familiar word..) perhaps....

    • Jerry Reynolds

      A lot to think about there Dave. Redneck, White Trash, and Segerated South, has inspired a lot of good shit for me.

      • Doggerel Dave

        Cannot follow - sorry Jerry. Like to be more explicit?

        • Jerry Reynolds

          Uncle John, always carping
          Felt no need for stopping
          At stoplights or signs
          In the summer of 1949
          Said he had no crave
          Of any government faction
          To tell him how to behave
          At a traffic intersection
          -----------------------------
          That is a true story.
          I totally disagreed with my uncle and Mom would not
          let us ride with him. He was a crazy Redneck member of the KKK.
          But I loved him. He taught me how to hunt and sweet-talk girls.

        • 2 more comments

        • orchidee

          Yes, lead them to comfortable space... where no thought required about anything of even minor importance! lol. They could always spend the free, non-thought time, playing snooker with Fido! A random suggestion there.

        • Doggerel Dave

          They are having troubles, I read somewhere, with random numbers in the computational space. Could you not, orchi, as you have extensive experience with random answers, advise them? Do make sure you extract a reasonable fee.

        • Doggerel Dave

          And orchi, are you proud of your identity....or not...and how have you played the game, under all those layers of BS Time for another title: Sir Orchi BS....?

        • Goldfinch60

          We each get dealt our when coming into this world Dave and at my time of life I may not have won every time but at least I am still in the game.

          Andy

        • Doggerel Dave

          But are you proud to be Andy, a British gentleman....?

        • sorenbarrett

          So true Dave. This piece is easily relatable.

        • rhmn_7

          What you do in & with life is the only part that matters! Nice poetry!

          • Doggerel Dave

            Not sure I like 'nice' - that's the last thing....

            Let's go sus you out...



          To be able to comment and rate this poem, you must be registered. Register here or if you are already registered, login here.