Wising Up Sophia Poem by Will Barber
Wising Up Sophia
When the game was nearly over,
Sophia threw in the hand;
The old man laughed, incontinently:
Such a dirty, dirty man.
'Such is the lot of gamblers, '
I heard the old man crow,
'If you didn't know it Sophia,
You know it now.'
So, off she had to wander,
Minus her pearls and fan.
She couldn't help but think,
'My god, what an awful man.'
1985
A fine poem...illustrating how wisdom Depends on one's perspective......I like it Love, D.
Provocative, original and very amusing too. What fun, Will.! Warm regards, Sandra
This poem leaves one wanting to know more about the players... Yes, perspective is all. An atmospheric piece, Sir Will of Barbery! Esther : ]
Sounds like a bad loser! Did she know the rules? Wisdom comes slowly anyway if it comes at all. A provocative and poetic poser on how we get it Will! jim
Stay well clear of the gambling board seems to be the message in this one, I too would like to second that opinion Will Thankyou Love duncan X
A big lesson learned, the message is clear, wonderful write Will-Melvina-
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Delivering Poems Around The World
Poems are the property of their respective owners. All information has been reproduced here for educational and informational purposes to benefit site visitors, and is provided at no charge...
4/26/2024 1:33:14 AM # 1.0.0.1119
couldn't remember my prior comment...but this is one of my favorites, Will. some lessons are only learned through experience. a cheeky fun verse. top notch. -Tailor