A True FriendA Poem by Kenneth The Poet
Blue car, white car, plastic fish on the back
Friendship based on faith and love, not sex and crack A soap opera in motion, outsiders like vultures Trying to listen in like a polarizer killing cultures The writer looks in and wonder what’s up He finds the answer, it’s an empty cup The counselor speaks like an aged sage He complains about not having a living wage The physician battles the matriarch Over things small and not at all stark The scribe jots his thoughts He doesn’t connect the obvious dots Life is changing at a fleeting pace Someday soon we finish the race Two in a church not before the altar One in a temple hoping priests will falter Counselor and Physician wonder if eros exists Scribe tries to extinguish eros before it twists A wise man wrote there is a time and a place He also wrote that a pair is better than an ace The winds of change blow from every way But don’t let them bring you dismay Keep them close, keep them safe That is what a true friend makes © 2011 Kenneth The Poet |
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1 Review Added on May 28, 2011 Last Updated on May 28, 2011 AuthorKenneth The PoetBismarck, NDAboutKenneth The Poet is an optimist wrapped in the candy shell of moroseness and cynicism. He lives between the two parallels marked 46 and 49, all while living in the state marked 39. He pretends that he.. more..Writing
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