Quatrains again.
Irksome.......
Considering attitudes of such irksome fools
Insisting that persuasion over-rules
All in its path. I am losing my patience. Grace,
Discretion and dignity keep their place.
A Frivolous remark.
A frivolous remark may be heard
And once re-iterated, traces
With far reaching consequences
In the most unlikely places.
Trader.
A peaceul independent trader
Who travels with definitive wares
May gain experience and wisdom
From clients own business affairs.
Scrolls & Quills.
Calligraphic masterpieces
Lovingly preserved
On scrolls by old ink and quills.
Rights of scribes preserved.
Part of the Process
Life, an assembly line;
Life, ona conveyer belt.
Pass to the dispatch bay,
Part of the process thet Death dealt.
To Topiary.
He who has a hege to trim
Wishes to keep his bushes prim.
He who has a shape in mind
Is unaffected if colour-blind.
Dreary Trudge.
Daily or weekly without exception
From home to work or market and return,
The dreary trudge of poor folk traipsing
In time honoured fashion; is no-one's concern.
Burnt Toast.
There is nothing more distinctive
To the olfactory nerve's instinctive
Desire to avoid, from coast to coast,
The unique aroma of burnt toast.
Hay Bales.
Grazing cattle may stop to blink,
Twitch their nostrils, twitch their tails.
Many a penny for the thoughts that they think:
Verdant pastures and sweet, sweet hay bales.
Pandemonium Faded.
Pandemonium faded, faded, faded.
Noise and chaos was left far behind,
Yet when we turned a once distant corner
The echoes of the warnings lingered in my mind.
Chasm & Abyss.
That which exists between chasm and abyss
Can be calibrated in units of peace and bliss,
Or war and grief, light and shade, hot and cold
Span the former and we plumb the depths as we grow old.
Portal.
A portal opened in a cloud,
A cloud in the western skies.
An angel appeared unto the crowd,
A crowd to which wisdom cries.
Copyright (c) Arthur J.P. Strand 2010
