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On Life...

Nothing learned is new,
there’s nought we come to know
is useful in life’s game.
Though striving to be true
we’re caught up in the flow,
to end up much the same.

I’ve not imparted much
interpretation,
the slightest feather’s touch,
through trepidation.

Existence a mere sham?
Why therefor think, I am?

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Comments

If it's true that we come here to learn things, that only a physical being can, then your piece suggests that you have already learned most things.
Then if this is also true then enjoy the fact of being on this earth plain and do the best you can to assist others in their learning curve.
This seems to be a cry for truth, it is there within you.
Yours as always, Ian

"Therefore" needs that "E" on the end it looks better..

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Yours as always, Ian.T, Sparrow, and Yenti

this poem, if it deserves such a title, was written in mood of fun, almost mischief, it is certainly not worthy of any serious consideration or comment. thank you for reading.

Keith Logan
the happy chappy
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author comment

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which you have a perfect right to. Thank you for taking the time to read. I am sorry you found it such a waste of your precious time. I have always held that I am a rhymer, not a poet.

Keith Logan
the happy chappy
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author comment

a body

SOMEBODY

no body

crux of life

e_file
me

A song by Rabbie Burns

Gin a body meet a body, comin thro' the rye,
Gin a body kiss a body, need a body cry;
Ilka body has a body, ne'er a ane hae I;
But a' the lads they loe me, and what the waur am I.

Gin a body meet a body, comin frae the well,
Gin a body kiss a body, need a body tell;
Ilka body has a body, ne'er a ane hae I,
But a the lads they loe me, and what the waur am I.

Gin a body meet a body, comin frae the town,
Gin a body kiss a body, need a body gloom;
Ilka Jenny has her Jockey, ne'er a ane hae I,
But a' the lads they loe me, and what the waur am I.

Keith Logan
the happy chappy
https://www.neopoet.com/community-guidelines

author comment

too much of body
any body
every body
would be termed
an archaic body

but thanks for satisfying
a silly poetic body
bare body me
me

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