Monday, January 13, 2003

The Ballad Of The Proverbs Comments

Rating: 3.0

So rough the goat will scratch, it cannot sleep.
So often goes the pot to the well that it breaks.
So long you heat iron, it will glow;
so heavily you hammer it, it shatters.
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François Villon
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Subhas Chandra Chakra 19 March 2018

Thanks for the lovely poem shared, Congrats for the POTD.

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Sanjukta Sahoo 18 March 2018

A ballad of the Proverbs, truly sets you thinking hard. Lovely poem shared. Thanks poet.

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Joshua Adeyemi 18 March 2018

so hurriedly you act that you run into bad luck; so tight you embrace that your catch slips away.

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Susan Williams 18 March 2018

He lived in the 1400's but the message is still relevant today 600+ years later. I thought I might get hung up on archais language or style but the poem flows smoothly from start to finish. If I were allowed to rate the poem, I would give it a ten.

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Deepak Kumar Pattanayak 18 March 2018

Oh this is fantastic and so well presented......... and the truth speaks........thanks for sharing

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Kumarmani Mahakul 18 March 2018

Prince, so long as a fool persists, he grows wiser; so, round the world he goes, but return he will, so humbled and beaten back into servility. So loud you cry Christmas, it is here........loved these lines. Beautiful poem shared.

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Richard Provencher 06 July 2017

A wonderful poem - of blessings and memory.

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Susan Williams 18 March 2017

Reminds me of Proverbs in the Bible... for me it is best to read one and muse over it for a day or two than to read so many and their message becomes diluted.

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Tom Allport 18 March 2017

a so so poem of many outcomes and then before you no it? It's Christmas again!

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Indira Renganathan 18 March 2017

Too many thoughts...too many approaches...too many results....life is like that to bring in something virtuous with too loud cry too.....great

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Edward Kofi Louis 18 March 2017

It Is here! ! Thanks for sharing.

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Geeta Radhakrishna Menon 18 March 2017

So glib you talk, you end up in contradictions. So good is your credit as the favors you got. So much you promise that you will back out. So doggedly you beg that your wish is granted! A poem that takes you through a lane of myriad images, contradictions, promises, pleasure-pain, fools humbled and beaten and a loud cry of Christmas is here! A ballad of the Proverbs, truly sets you thinking hard.

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Sylvaonyema Uba 18 March 2017

Good use of the repetition of the word 'so' to draw more emphasis on the poem. Nice poem. Sylva

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