There is a place where significance ends -
that is the place where the metaphors tire
and the similes dimmily fail to inspire
and the poem runs out in a meaningless flood
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No, me neither, folks - the first draft of this one was a sour little thing! But it's good to know it!
Giving in or giving up Declaring any piece a dud I think not so my learned friend and think tis not, tis not the end.... t x
I love this, Michael. The good poet knows when the end has arrived. Oh dear! Raynette
A truth set in humour and yet I too could not put my words to death....
Can any poet EVER say die on something we are working on? I don't! I put them back for a while, because even I can admit it needs work, but I just CAN'T give up on my babies! ! Scarlett
This is touching even with its comedic element, Miguelito! I enjoyed it very much.
thoughts so true loved the read