Smoky Hoss

Gold Star - 10,695 Points (01 may 1962 / U.S.A.)

Untrammeled - Poem by Smoky Hoss

Human dreams,
like the stars
in a dark sky,
hang there burning...
beyond reach.
Perhaps, already long gone.
We are want to ask of life,
But life does not answer.
Perhaps, it has no ears;
or no voice.
Perhaps, we are the
Perhaps, we
are not listening.
Tis the one true condition;
to be human is to understand,
not everything is obtainable...

This may just be the only thing
that surprises God.
To be human,
is to fail... often.
Which ofcourse means,
that we keep trying.

One wonders...

Poet's Notes about The Poem

just some abstract thoughts, upon some abstract dreams...

Comments about Untrammeled by Smoky Hoss

  • (9/6/2012 6:11:00 PM)

    A great poem, to live a better life we sometimes need to fail, we can then learn by our mistakes. (Report) Reply

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  • (9/2/2012 2:18:00 PM)

    Ah- sweet mystery of life, I've never solved it.Guess what we don't know will never hurt. A deep probe
    What else can we do? A very thought provoking write. It made me realize that we aren't ever alone.-
    we have each others
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  • Valerie Dohren (9/2/2012 1:32:00 PM)

    Perhaps our purpose in life is to reach perfection through a great learning process, through which we make many mistakes, but learn through those mistakes. Good one! smoky. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, August 30, 2012

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