Harry Horsman Poet Monorhyme

Mazy Mind

When the mind grows a kind of weary the eyes dull
A sign that at this time one’s life is nearby full,
First reaction to reverse the journey void ‘n’ null
Must be one hell of a task so many mortals to cull,
Reams of questions reasons to debate senses to mull
When told to ready one’s self to join the everlasting lull.

© Harry J Horsman 2022

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Paghunda Zahid June 20, 2022 at 12:45 AM You have crafted it really well... Nicely Penned. Wish we never get aged lol

Valsa George June 11, 2022 at 9:07 AM With age, one begins to mull over the approaching end. If we are able to accept it with equanimity, then life will be peaceful ! No one can reverse time. So welcome the inevitable . Enjoyed this mature brooding on life written with a lot of sagacity in perfect mono rhyme ! Have a happy weekend, harry

Sara Kendrick June 10, 2022 at 3:34 AM One thing for sure God is a great God and He can handle the task of when to call one home. Soon I think there will be a great call, but the question is how many will be ready? I enjoyed reading your work. So, you are getting rain in Scotland.We had a long dry spell at our home, but it was raining around us just none here. Thank God for the rain which was really needed. Sara

Evelyn Judy Buehler June 9, 2022 at 5:50 PM Aging, a natural part of life, must come to us all. Your monorhyme is touching and so well crafted, Harry. Enjoy your evening, Evelyn :)

Kim Rodrigues June 9, 2022 at 6:28 AM We understand as life goes on the mazy mind. The former things we enjoyed pass before our eyes. The presence of death grows ever closer. Our friends and families gathering on the other side. We see our grandchildren having children, then they grow up too. …joining the everlasting lull…wow, the other side of a lullaby.

Mystic Rose Rose June 9, 2022 at 3:52 AM Don't go feeble into that good night my friend, but prepare the heart for the journey home, for each must go alone. I feel your words, and understand the emotion quite well, the one comfort I feel, there are loved ones on both sides, Alison told me this before she died at 21, Love and peace my dear xo

Connie Marcum Wong June 9, 2022 at 12:36 AM I believe it is so vitally important to write down reflections and feelings to leave loved ones a sense of soul to share your spirit. You have accomplished that in your poetry Harry. Please keep sharing with us. I love this monorhyme that shares bits of you. I am praying for your health. Love and blessings, Connie xxoo

Andrea Dietrich June 8, 2022 at 6:29 PM Harry, I pray you are around for a long time to come. I know you have health problems, but I would miss you like crazy if you passed on. Thanks for all the years of friendship and this is a fantastic poem!

Swetha Vangaveti June 8, 2022 at 9:44 AM This is enlightening!

Mike Gentile June 8, 2022 at 5:43 AM Indeed a thought to contemplate Harry, beautiful expressed! I try to live in the present as much as possible and think about today and yet reversing the journey sneak in regularly!! Happy Wednesday!!

Timothy Ray June 7, 2022 at 4:28 PM so it is true what Jim Morrison said...no one gets out of here alive?! but what about...I want to live forever, i want to learn how to fly!!...it is a confusing world Harry...glad you cleared that one up for us...loved it

Michael Tor June 6, 2022 at 10:23 PM Harry I think Sotto Poet said it best. Love your creativity in thought as always.

Suzanne Delaney June 6, 2022 at 4:32 PM The monoryme was a good choice for this subject, Harry: It kind of reflects a note of finality. Awesome write. SuZ

Sotto Poet June 6, 2022 at 6:03 AM A bygone era that will not be lost. Reminiscences that revive feelings. Discussions that go on forever on things that have already been stated and achieved. You have wonderfully elicited those emotions, Harry.

Vijay Pandit June 6, 2022 at 4:36 AM Never ending ruminations in things said and done. Awesome reflective write, Harry. True to life.

Victor Buhagiar June 6, 2022 at 2:39 AM Splendid monorhyme. We grow old and reign ourselves to eternal lull

David Kavanagh June 6, 2022 at 2:13 AM Heya Harry (Pay your surgeon very well to break the spell of ageing) I’m sure for many this lyric may spring to mind, but reading on down I can sense the inevitability of the ageing/dying process being accepted with a certain resignation, wonderful writing, cheers David

Tom Cunningham June 6, 2022 at 1:17 AM I suppose when we get to a certain age we start thinking about the inevitable. Tom