Honorificabilitudinitatibus

The ones that seek honours they have not earned.

Place souls between thumbs and make them dance,

You try and try and try again as animals do,

Refresh those tired limbs and climb some horrid spelling,

Write with pen and pencil and blood a day you rue.

 

Gathered thoughts to impress me the one that makes,

Feelings and emotions sprawled in letters from velum,

A medal you ask or possibly a lock of hair,

Dear foolish wits how I breathe in cautious tell him.

 

Pressing tides need thinking of great men, yes men,

Follow through of plans to sober the false flake,

Fields corseted with fear and soldiers piss so freely,

I walk north to tell stories leaving nothing in my wake.

 

Listen my fathers and mothers closely as it’s said once,

The king will harken women to his cold and dirty bed,

Running water and soap could clean nothing of him,

Honorificabilitudinitatibus from me is often felt dead.

Author's Note

have fun reading this one! x

Reviews

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

What a great title my friend, my goodness... very clever.
Your write is full of great wisdom, you know why I'm silent now and then?
Just to not have the need of honor. I love the silent ones.
Nice metaphors of old time interwoven,
The message came over to me. Well done!

- Elisa

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

Thank you my darling.

You're welcome dear :) it's good to be back, and read your stuff, I shall come over more often :D

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

Do indeed and make sure and send a few Read Requests my way soon.

[Brittany Zedalis]

That's one hell of a word you've got there. I like this piece.

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

Thank you B

[Shane Mohamed]

Very complex and intricate. delicately woven.

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

Indeed thank you!

[Girl Friday (Sarah W.)]

There is a lot being said in this piece, and though I am usually good at deciphering, there are parts of this piece that leave me wondering if I am reading it correctly. I sense a nod to those who take credit for things that are not truly theirs, or who believe they deserve recognition and praise without putting in the work to get there; a sort of "pay your dues" sort of feeling. Otherwise, the word choice is as clever and witty as it is thought provoking.

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

thank you my darling

[Baby Ricochet]

Like a martyr for Jihad. Great poem Thomas

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

I'm not a matyr you divine little man! lol thank you x

[quinfinn]

well, i must say that this is splendiferociously magnafuckintastical ! you are truly on a roll here!!!

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

Thank you my darling, I must admit i'm having fun trying to build prose around these impossible words!

[quinfinn]

this is great fun!