Biography of Albert Ahearn
I am a rogue poet that rarely follows traditional poetic form. I write for my own pleasure only, not for consensus.
I am intelligent and eccentric. I can be profound or profane. I dance to the beat of one drum- the drum that I created.
I know what love is but I am confounded by hate. I believe in a higher order of things; at the same time, I am repelled by false tenets and promises that the gullible majority is fettered to.
I believe that independence and individual achievement enable society to survive and thrive. I dismiss faith and hope beyond empirical reason-the kind that makes an independent, free-thinking mind feeble.
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- Maple Leaf
- Splendor in the grass
- If I were...
- Idiom: No love Lost
- The Price Of War
- Poets Are Born
- Slow down, smell the Roses
- Greenhouse Gas (Triolet)
- Waning Love
- Fourteen Verses
- What makes a marriage?
- Not All Pigs Oink
A fool’s discourse
Am I the fool for not killing this fly
That persistently harasses me now?
Is my respect for life absurd, awry?
Should my philosophy be disavowed?
Isn’t all life a very sacred thing?
You say, yes, but a fly! A billion die
Each day! Ah! But most die on the wing.
My belief is ‘live and let live’, and why?
Nothing is insignificant to me.