Reiterative poetry it seems proper to say
Has seen little sunlight in present day.
Yet it represents in all regard,
The beginning as English language broached forward.
A chkn na be a byrd
Acord'n folk lvn in flori da
Kep'n and own'n be difernt
If be a tigr or sknk kept
So said the smart talk back in 1916.
For an out-of-work lawyer pickings were lean.
'So round, so firm
So fully packed,
So free and easy....'
(Well maybe not.)
Once came into view
A man of tallents, not a few
For he wrote as others might
That human experiece is a given right
Rare is the word
That is used to describe
But you decide
Most gifts come wrapped or maybe
Too awkward to be,
Are left standing in the corner or lying unwrapped under the tree
But this special gift was different, to be delivered on bended knee.
Was that a breath of cold air
I felt as I drove about in my car,
Or was it just the end of summer heat
That soon would be in full retreat?
Sometimes one writes
For their own pleasures,
In other measures.