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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
Sparrow
Fri, 2017-02-17 03:59
Keith
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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Unconditional love to you all.
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Yours as always, Ian.T, Sparrow, and Yenti
Keith Logan
Sun, 2017-02-26 11:58
Hello Ian
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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K William
Sat, 2017-02-25 20:25
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Keith Logan
Tue, 2017-02-21 20:47
I acknowledge your opinion
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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lovedly
Sat, 2017-04-01 03:46
change is the essence of life
a body
SOMEBODY
no body
crux of life
e_file
me
Keith Logan
Sat, 2017-04-01 06:20
A body?
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
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lovedly
Sat, 2017-04-01 09:40
as per our master jess here
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