A strange one
Was he.
From his eyes
Poured a captivating
Blend of kindness and sorrow
Along with an abundance
Of great wisdom.
Yet
One knew
Instinctively this
Was a man who is
Not to be trifled with,
As soon realized by
Money changers
In the temple.
Indeed,
He was one
Hell-of-a-man!
I miss him terribly.
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Author:
Louis Gibbs (
Offline) - Published: December 21st, 2017 00:00
- Comment from author about the poem: A tribute, for his upcoming birthday.
- Category: Reflection
- Views: 41
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Comments6
Good write and tribute.
Thank you, Goldie.
Written with reel feeling - great work Louis
Much appreciated, Michael!
A fine write Louis. Yet we know it didn't end with His death - as some films portray Him. Doh! They've missed out the 'ending'.
Right ... death is just another beginning, isn't it. Thanks, 'O'!
Louis, this poem is incredible! Love the idea, the words, the structure!
You are one Hell-of-a-poet!
I am honored and flattered, my friend. Blessings to you and yours on Christmas and all year long, Fred.
😢 i feel this 💓 beautifullly written my friend.
Much appreciated, dear Renzi!
😮 wonderful!
Thank you so much for your kind appraisal, Kadesh.
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