Time Gentlemen Please

 What caused and made me try this cryptic voice Did I or did I not have any choice is Time so cruel to teasingly disgrace The weaponry I choose to seal my fate Silence is so easy to embrace and use I could yet stay a shy reclusive muse If not for this my desperate attempt at words of rhymed intention Alas Alack this stolen time I'd saved to spend in quiet contemplation

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[Sel Whiteley]

You're poetry is always not just of rhymed intention but rhymed mastery. So many of the lines in this are stunning: 'I could yet stay a shy reclusive muse,' 'his stolen time I'd saved to spend in quiet contemplation' and the alliteration, 'time,' 'teasingly'. I can relate to this too, this social distance, proclaiming observation and the silent times, I think all poets can relate to that!