Max Reif

Rookie - 9 Points (1948 / OVER 400 POEMS SERVED! !)

.38) Habits - Poem by Max Reif

Don't be fooled, a habit
is a horse that's been tamed.
When you're heading
through dense woods,
forget the reins a moment,
taking its docility for granted—
and there it goes, heading
for the old, wild places!


Comments about .38) Habits by Max Reif

  • (4/17/2007 3:55:00 PM)


    This is beautiful, Max. Susie. (Report) Reply

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  • (2/7/2007 5:41:00 PM)


    now to get my son to read this

    great words here
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  • (4/1/2006 2:24:00 PM)


    Comic, but so true! ! Warm regards, Gina. (Report) Reply

  • (3/27/2006 12:30:00 PM)


    Dear Max,
    Reading your poetry has become a bit of a habit.One that's worth taking up.Great words again from you.Love Duncan
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  • (3/27/2006 11:37:00 AM)


    Because I am an ex-smoker, I KNOW that if the habit is ever left untended, away it goes, otherwise it wouldn't be a habit, would it? ? Scarlett (Report) Reply

  • (3/27/2006 10:48:00 AM)


    The old days of training always shinning. (Report) Reply

  • (3/27/2006 9:52:00 AM)


    How true, Max. This little poem reminds me of a pastor I once had who often told his congragation 'Your conscience can be trained to think you are doing the right thing when you are falling back into your old ways.' You said it better.

    Raynette
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Poem Submitted: Monday, March 27, 2006

Poem Edited: Sunday, May 27, 2007


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