Ha! It's a bit of a joke to my wife.
ADD, she calls call me!
Sees a scattered madman:
Building beds to plant a tree;
Moving dirt for a pond, then just going away?
Having another think: will come back to that, some day.
Doesn't make good money: bad with it I hear; more focused on personalities, and holding them to dear.
I always stay focussed! and if I was to stray, all the hocus pocus, could carry me away!
I sometimes listen, occasionally look; It's does sound convincing, it is in the book!
The path it calls: shows me a way; presses in tight, how can I stray?
Shows things that haven't been told; to foolish to mention; more precious than gold.
But then, on the other hand, who is right?
I like to have fun, so with me is no fight.
A man once told me ( much wiser than I), that if everyone is doing it, it's probably a lie.
So back to my focus: I can add one plus one.
Bigger equations I can leave,
Because I am dumb.
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Valiantstar (Pseudonym) (
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Comments3
Wow, this poem is rich in personality and self-awareness, offering a glimpse into a mind that values authenticity over conformity. It's both humorous and poignant, and I believe encourages readers to appreciate the unique ways we all navigate focus and meaning in our lives. Let’s keep refocusing when we’re distracted or detracted… and all that. Cheers 👍🏻🕊
You said that better than me!
A humorous, self-reflective, and poignant poem, my friend! Really flows nicely too! 🌹👏
Great write
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