Gershon Wolf Poet Rhyme

Deep In My Soul, Something's Not Right

It seems that I write and I write and I write
  and somehow that's not really alright
  to fritter away these precious moments
    Just when did I assume I'd the right...

I sense that it's become a stale habit
  a morbid ritual, fatalistic, hoary rite
Deep in my soul, I know something's not right
  that I write and I write and I write...


           May 23, 2019

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Panagiota Romios May 25, 2019 at 9:04 PM Seems you and I are in the same canoe. How wonderfully perfect. Let's sail along and do what is next. I am new and insignificant here and my poetry is way long. But you have the art of being terse and bright. Something I don't have. I know it's time for me to leave the soup.But enjoyed it while it lasted. Shalom, Panagiota Gershon Wolf May 25, 2019 at 10:41 PM Maybe you'll consider doing what I've decided to do, after some reflection: I'm not going to 'throw the baby (the poetry) out with the bathwater' (the negative side of the Soup). So, I'm going to dial the production down a lot, freeing up time for (other) productive pursuits. Maybe you'll join me. Maybe not. Stay in touch. (soup mail please). Warm wishes, gw

Jennifer Proxenos May 25, 2019 at 2:15 AM Some of us need to write and write and write - our feelings overflow, they well up in us, in fact chocking us - to release this feeling you must carry on doing what you are doing Gershon and you know what, I enjoy each one of them! Hugs, Jenny. Gershon Wolf May 25, 2019 at 10:37 PM I can't thank you enough for your support and am gratified to read that you so enjoy what I've been posting here...I am going to dial the pace quite a bit in the weeks ahead, but I'll still be posting and commenting---just not nearly as often. Thanks again for your encouragement, Jenny. Warmest wishes, Gershon

P.S. Awtry May 24, 2019 at 7:40 PM Gershon, I read this originally and hoped that you were just having a bit of fun with all the variations of words that are pronounced "right." But reading your comments below, I see that your poem is in fact an expression of your true feelings. I very selfishly do not want you to change a thing about the way you write! But, I know you must be true to your heart and your conscience... blessings :) Gershon Wolf May 25, 2019 at 10:31 PM Yes, you have now read the poem correctly … After some reflection, I'm going to meet my feelings and those of wonderful supporters like yourself somewhere in the middle... There's an old, wise saying: 'Don't throw the baby out with the bathwater!' I'll still be on the Soup. But I'm going to be writing less, commenting less and spending less time here... Thanks for all your support! :) gw

William Kelii Kekaula May 24, 2019 at 4:30 PM The world is filled with nouns turned pronouns, be a verb--so we can write adjectives about you--Gershon, Aloha wk Gershon Wolf May 25, 2019 at 10:28 PM If I understand your comment correctly, you have, tongue firmly placed in cheek, almost deified me here. LOL... I could take the bait and respond with about 1 billion better reasons the world is filled with nouns --- but your comment stands!! What the H! Thanks! :) :) gw

Kurt Ravidas May 24, 2019 at 11:16 AM It's easy, tovarisch. You. Don't. Write. Somebody controls you. Guess who) P.S.: I love and fav. Gershon Wolf May 24, 2019 at 12:35 PM You are correct, tovarisch. It's up to me. So, I've decided to ease up a bit, as of this moment. Thanks for the clarity, moy dryg. V'cevo khoroshevo. Ciao, Gershon

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart May 24, 2019 at 8:04 AM Maybe that's what your writing is trying to find out? x Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart May 24, 2019 at 1:05 PM Don't look for the poem. Live it Love. <3 Gershon Wolf May 24, 2019 at 12:28 PM You may well be right. And if so, perhaps I have my answer. I.e., I need to move on, at least from spending so much time on poetry. Thanks for the insight. As always, warmest wishes, Gershon

CayCay Godwin May 24, 2019 at 6:47 AM I hope you're having a bit of fun poking at yourself with this delightful bit of wit! It is entertaining fantasy, an exercise in creative opposite-of-truth writing and pure folly your muse insisted on penning with engaging ink. Did you like all that? I liked the write. Poetry hugs ... CayCay Gershon Wolf May 24, 2019 at 12:23 PM I love your comment! Just wish I felt that way. All I know right now is that something's wrong with what I'm doing... Best wishes, CayCay, ~ Gershon

Kim Rodrigues May 24, 2019 at 6:11 AM Oh, no, I think somethings very right! Nicely wrtten! Gershon Wolf May 24, 2019 at 12:26 PM Well, all I can tell you Kim,is what I feel very deeply, i.e., that something feels very much not right about spending all this time on poetry (and for such a limited audience). Best wishes, Gershon

David Mchattie May 23, 2019 at 11:44 PM You're right my friend. To be consumed by a single thing is not healthy. Variety is the spice of life. I find since I watch very little T.V I have a lot of time for a lot of different things. Have a great day. Panagiota Romios May 25, 2019 at 9:07 PM David,,congrats.you are well balanced,indeed, Panagiota Gershon Wolf May 24, 2019 at 12:30 PM Ah, you've pointed me in an important direction here, as I do tend to become obsessed with things. Time to branch out a bit. Thanks, David :) gw

Connie Marcum Wong May 23, 2019 at 10:00 PM That is what poets do as they are compelled to write! Very nice Gershon. Everything seems to be tinged through the light of a poet's eye. : ) Gershon Wolf May 24, 2019 at 12:31 PM You've identified the problem, Connie. My writing has become a 'compulsion.' That needs to change right away, and it will. Best wishes, Gershon

Line Gauthier May 23, 2019 at 9:46 PM Sweet introspection, Gershon. A charming write. Gershon Wolf May 24, 2019 at 12:32 PM Perhaps it's charming, but I need to take the pedal off of the poetry medal a bit. And will commence doing so today! Best always, Line! ~ gw