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I am Not

I am Not

I am not a gambling man nor 
one who begs for coins,

Nor one of a joyous revelry 
who shall drink the wine of kings,

Nor one who stands with 
withered brow on a cold, 
December night

And yearns for dawn and
summertime to softly steal 

And I shall not wait for 
judgment day, my eyes to
the wind of fate

Nor one who’s content with
the worth of his land, and
the toil of his muscled bones,

Nor he who listens to sounds 
of the gull in this harsh and 
frigid land,

And sees the sign of passing 
time in the solitude he recalls

And I am not a man of thought,
who ponders the
stars up in the sky,

Nor one of silent imagery,
who dreams of days gone by,

Nor he who works with
blackened hands as the sun 
begins to fade,

And brushes back his
withered brow,to hear the
words that lovers call;

I am just a man of trust, who
did accept the worth of time
 and place,

And the wealth unknown as I
 stand alone and wonder of
 my passing life;

A man of hope and a man of
dream, and a man of less

Who wakes each morning to
a brighter day then the one
that past before

By Mark Norton

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  1. Date: 4/11/2012 11:22:00 AM
    Well done Mark, you are you. - oxox Anne-Lise

  1. Date: 3/27/2012 8:39:00 PM
    hi! MARK, you are a great man... one can take the ending of your poem, and jot it down in front of a mirror.. and read it everyday for inspiration, thank you for the lovely poem, I had much fun and thought reading your poem tonight*LUV~PD

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    Date: 9/14/2012 10:23:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    thank you vary much, i have no thought of what did come before, nor what lays ahead in wait, but your sweet words of complement make the bones and mussels beneath my skull feel vary, vary warm. love..
  1. Date: 3/26/2012 11:44:00 PM
    i dont really know what to say except i liked it :)