With a click and a clack
The cog of life spins for us all
It turns with no end
Taking us along for a ride
With any luck
You won’t be flatten between the gears
As they turn on their endless voyage
How can one make any progress
If it is all so cyclical
The world was as it was
Before you were born
And it will remain as it was
After you die
What is the point of it all
If it all is just a circle
As you spin on the gears
That we call life
Monday, September 08, 2008
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the theme may be more effective if you use the format of a rondeau; then you would not have to be so obvious by stating "circle" in so many different ways.
ReplyDeleteThat is a good idea. Thank you. Subtlety in poetry is something that I am working on and can’t seem to grasp. I think it’s because I don’t want to be so obscure that no one will get what I’m trying to say. Maybe I just need to leave that behind and just go for it.
ReplyDeleteNo matter what, circle or "rondeau", I like a lot.
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