Time and the Fool

rhyming, metaphysical, neo-mannerist

          Time and the Fool

Never at loss looking at once so ridiculous

So Far out of hand, he seemingly mocks that conspicuous
The Fool, he plays at his calling, enthralling
With the wisdom he owns, so profound yet so frivolous.

Back to a day, his conscience now redeeming
His whole life a choice, for so intended a dreaming
The fool he sports, as to show the metrical, poetical
Making wit overall, a cloak to more subtle seeming.

With life's cruel rush at the end all the faster
Courting the word bidden it were better to master
The Fool waits upon a sadder illusion, so dissolution
Canting a discredit held in deep darkening disaster. 

He said, "Make of mine a mark for coming ages
Where the remains lay forgot and obscured by better pages."
 The Fool to pass through Time's arc accidental and ephemeral
Wondering at depths once sounded, now hidden for greater sages.

    brian hodge

Author's Note

its OK, fellow folk literati, have at me. I think I can take it.

Reviews

[barleygirl]

As a poet who throws down some complicated lines myself, I must say I read this twice trying to grasp your overall message about time. I think this might be too deep & analytical for me. But the second time around I enjoyed your rhyme & rhythm even more. As a rhyme-aholic I love when a poet does an unusual rhyme pattern using sophisticated words. I hope to become better at considering messages philosophically after I get some practice reading you! *smile* Fondly, Margie

[sette]

i like the philosophical input to the poem, it describes what reality is and the truth about man