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Neither Rhyme Nor Reason

To some fears there's neither rhyme nor reason
  No remedy or cure, nor age or season

A phone (call for a date) can weigh 1,000 pounds
  A weather-beaten house, the haunt of eerie sounds

A request to speak impromptu can the stomach upset
  A severe case of butterflies one can get

Some folks suffer from acrophobia
  Others tremble at visions of agoraphobia

I once asked a Sage what he feared most to see
  He smiled and said, "If God ever stops loving me"

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Caren Krutsinger

June 11, 2021 at 12:42 PM

The sage was wise

Kim Merryman

June 9, 2021 at 12:55 PM

I enjoyed your poem, Gershon! I suffer from many unreasonable fears such as fear of bugs, especially the ones that jump or fly and spiders. I feel the need to comment on your last couplet. God will never stop loving His children. His love is everlasting! Blessings, Kim M

Gershon Wolf

June 9, 2021 at 5:37 PM

Thank you, Kim.... There are a few whom God may finally abandon, however. E.g., the Egyptian Pharaoh of Moses' time. There are a few others too. But 99.99% of us will always feel His love if we are tuned in. :) gw

Beryl Edmonds

June 9, 2021 at 8:17 AM

Enjoyed reading your meaningful couplets Gershon. I have a case of severe butterflies, not that I’ve been asked to speak impromptu it’s because I can’t speak when I want or need to… Belle

Gershon Wolf

June 9, 2021 at 5:35 PM

Sorry that I struck a raw nerve there, Belle. Stage-fright is no laughing matter for anyone who experiences it. ~ gw