Fired With the Fulsome Follies...
Fired with the fulsome follies of Youth,
with a mother quoting rules, a father preaching truth,
I found life a farce responsibility too heavy to bear,
So I thought to escape where we were taught to care;
Where rogues and rascals were in rapture;
Where tongues and morals with mincing malice stroue,
Lashing love like a horse unwilling to move.
Some hold we were born to win,
But I did claim my dalliance no great sin.
My gluttonous acts would come out find in the end:
Thus life went; ''til one girl OD'd from free-love almost!
Then I felt my faults and sought something to blame.
I sought far and wide in distant realms
until I came upon a suitable name.
Some say God but others claim compassion;
but I call it Understanding with Emotion:
It's the eternal sweet lotion
no snake salesman can sell;
It's wisdom few books will tell;
It's the joy of knowing
Which way the wind is blowing,
It's the strength found in a thousand saints,
Hearts that have suffered realities feints,
And it is the virtue of magnanimity.
Found in a dark corner, brought into sublimity |
When I Consider My Poet's Life Is Spent
When I consider my poet's life is spent
Ere half in dark and half in day,
And that my talent- if there is any I say,
Wasted in ill pursuits, my Muse has lent
Fuel to my Critics, so I resent
My true faith, and continue to chide.
"Does Love expect hard-labor, joy denied?"
In pain I ask; but Patience and need
Makes poetry sweetly reply, "Poets do not heed
Another's work or Society's creed; who best
Bear fickle fate, they serve Poesy best. Your state
Is to love what other's may hate,
To move King and peasant alike,
To accept wild strokes with ease and delight,
For to stoke the engine of Poesy
Is to make all things rosy:
To speak a universal tongue called LOVE
Is to soar with angels high, above.
So when one hand blesses the other
We all, feel the gain and fish for Another!
So that when one poet falls
Then so falls the sun when darkness calls!
So let us bow and praise and lift spirits
From morn to morn let us shed light:
They also serve who only sit and write." |
