Corded Poem by Adrian Flett
Corded
In sporadic sleep, self-maligned muttering
swims the hulk of contriteness,
floats in circles; returns to argue
each fine point of stupidity.
Wake from sleep a mere gel.
Hope coats a husk.
Eagerness to please
leads a lapse to friendship's
warm lulling arms.
Now if, to seize the moment,
sever what remains corded
there is none other
to supplant you.
Thanks Aaron I'm glad you identified with those thoughts. I have been reading and enjoying the new poems you have posted recently.
Hi Aaron, Thanks. I have been reading and enjoying all the new poems you have posted,
Friends and love Is part of our lives but it's got to be on an even keel. A great poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Absolutely, Adrian, so true. Must possess equal quality. A lovely well balanced poem, as always I know from you. A full vote,10 and much much more. Thank you for sharing this fascinating and entertaining poem. God's Blessings in Abundance, Amen.
Thanks Sylvia, I'm glad the poem resonated with you.