White Wolf Poet Couplet

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Raised Sword:

Expressions so deep that I feel within,
Has made me realize, it's time to begin.

Thoughts so tender and abrupt as well,
Exuberant so few that I just can't tell.

Capturing the essence of what it is to be,
Learning to be gentle and living so free.

The virtues of many will always fall,
As the foundations fail the Almighty shall call.

Reminiscing, of course, is good for awhile,
But not all memories are replaced by a smile.

And find one day you may just succeed,
To live your life with little to need.

For time is a luxury that no one can afford,
Death is always approaching with his raised sword.

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Gayle Rodd March 26, 2017 at 4:12 PM I interpreted this to mean we're forever moving towards the inevitable(??) Very thought provoking!

Edward Snyder March 16, 2017 at 2:04 PM nice rhyme write White Gentle and living free White Wolf March 16, 2017 at 8:33 PM Thank you very much, Edward /|\

Pintu Mahakul March 14, 2017 at 7:37 AM Time is to begin with expression. Wonderful couplet version is shared here in this page. Birth is destined to death and death takes a soul for beginning of life. 7 White Wolf March 14, 2017 at 7:47 AM Your understanding is superb, Pintu! I thank you for your comment /|\

Morgen Farmer March 10, 2017 at 2:21 AM Well done wolf, this captures life vividly.

Just James February 26, 2017 at 10:07 AM Got a guillotine feel about it...too true!! well done!

Freddie Robinson Jr. February 25, 2017 at 5:52 AM The second 7, coming in, my friend. Love and many blessings of peace to you.

Freddie Robinson Jr. February 25, 2017 at 5:51 AM This is a great poem, White Wolf. No other way to say it. All protectors of the truth salute you w/this brilliant, cerebral poem. Free thinkers all stand up w/the raised double edged sword of truth. A powerful worthy of a double 7 and a fave. Love w/no limit.

Doug Vinson February 24, 2017 at 4:43 PM Nice, Rick. And nice picture, too. But I didnt think Australia had wolves. Isn't it mainly just dingoes running around, looking for babies? : P White Wolf February 24, 2017 at 4:53 PM Maybe I should rename myself to dopey dingo! Haha. The dingoes won't hurt you mate /|\

Robert Lindley February 24, 2017 at 10:32 AM A pleasure to read this superb thought provoking creation my friend. Death, will always be a dreaded event.. For we want to live and may even more so want others(those we love) to live on!!! White Wolf February 24, 2017 at 4:38 PM Thank you, Robert. Hope you are doing well my friend /|\

Probir Gupta February 24, 2017 at 7:30 AM Nice couplets ... a pleasure to read ... White Wolf February 24, 2017 at 4:37 PM Thank you, Probir /|\

Chris Green February 24, 2017 at 6:15 AM It is always there, waiting with its sword raised as we hope to elude it just a little bit longer. Nicely done my friend White Wolf February 24, 2017 at 4:36 PM Thank you, Chris /|\

John Herlihy February 24, 2017 at 2:07 AM True words, wise words, beautifully and nobly expressed. In old age, I have also written about the knocking of death's door. Welcome back, hopefully not from death's door, you've been gone for a while. John White Wolf February 24, 2017 at 2:14 AM Thanks, John! Yes, 13 days to be exact, but who's counting? Haha /|\

Darren White February 24, 2017 at 12:54 AM Happy to see a new poem of yours Budgie :) Death is so near, sometimes we forget that. So make good use of the time you have... Darren White February 24, 2017 at 1:56 AM I'll manage Budge, don't worry. Now I have time to work on our poem :) White Wolf February 24, 2017 at 12:56 AM Thanks mate! Sorry to hear you're in hospital AGAIN! /|\