Rhyme Without Reason

Poetry implies the whole truth. Philosophy expresses a particle of it. - Thoreau

lost in the prolix throws of heartfelt poesy

thinking himself slick when he was really snyde

until one day his world dislocated and no longer rhymed

suddenly he found himself having to bridge a great divide

but that didn't mean he couldn't

still enjoy a corresponding, versifying ride

Author's Note

"My life has been the poem I would have writ, but I could not both live and utter it. - Thoreau

Reviews

[Dave Brown]

It is especially gratifying to hear that you had enjoyed your versifying junket, after the catastric fate of your having been disoriented in prolix throws of penned posey.
Simply too tragic!
Would this have anything to do with successfully swerving to avoid colliding with your mother on a subsequent occasion?
Just wondering
Pete

[Pete]

i refuse to answer that question on the basis of poetic immunity. remember to be careful and look both ways before you cross the street dave ... :)

[Dave Brown]

Haha, I will

[Chris Shaw]

This poem speaks to me about adaptability. Finding that you need to change pathways can be concerning, but being able to do it, shows positivity. A flexible outlook has to be a plus. Have a good Monday, Pete.

Chris

[Pete]

true, not for the faint of heart. thanks chris. when someone gets something right, it's customary to offer them a cigar but in this case my arms aren't long enough to reach across a vast ocean ... :)

[Chris Shaw]

Ha, you are funny:))