Watering grass in the rain, feeding an inferno with matches
With a dirty blotter removing an ink stain, on a sunken boat battening down the hatches
Thieves have left, install an alarm, sun risen it can't be held back
Gun fired now disarm, raise the dead following attack
On the rope of time with both ends fixed how do you unknot a snarl
One stands betwixt yesterday and morrow's coming parl
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Author:
sorenbarrett (
Online) - Published: May 4th, 2026 03:23
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Much enjoyed read
Thanks so much Norman for the read and kind words they are appreciated
most welcome my friend
Its too late to shut the gate after the horse has bolted.Agreat list of examples of too little too late.Pretty much what all Politicians do. An interesting poem
Thank you David I appreciate your review and words of support.
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