He looked in all his books,
consulted what he'd learned.
No answer, found by crooks.
His head, now crashed and burned
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Excellent, Herbert. What more can I say? There is wry humor, too, and I always find that to my liking. Raynette
This poem is proof that writer writes exceptional during distress, very powerful in emotion here herbert, and vivid in much betrayal, much sorrow.: ( Beautiful poem.
Very dramatic work Herbert, I think it had a fortitude about it's search. A strength of character that realises it's own indisputable talent. A poem that speaks for itself. Excellent work. Nice pic by the way, I had a peak! lol You look like a man who can do whatever he wants. Some women have all the luck! lol Grinning playfully of course! Tai
An enchantingly imagey write, Herbsy, powerfully conveying a sense of death and extinction of the powers of the mind, if not of the body. A further piece of proof that your writing powers remain in full force. As I say Herbs, if you give up writing, in my view, it will be incorrect to attribute this to diminished ability on your part. Best wishes, Gina. (Yes, 'best wishes'. I need a break from 'love'!) : -)
Out of adversity comes strength, pure, undiluted! Don't forget that, Herbert