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Short-Lived

Cast him not in bronze, Nor sculpt in pottery clay, Lay down the chisel Where the marble bust holds sway. Better to fold paper In the Origami play, So when fame has died, He can quickly blow away.

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Karen Jones

Date: 9/12/2024 11:57:00 PM

This is so clever! It reads like an engaging puzzle to me. Quite a fun unique read Hilda!

Hilda Greenhough
Date: 9/13/2024 2:22:00 PM

Thank you. There are a lot of also-rans in the famous world. The average world has thousands of opportunities. Life goes on.

Mike Bayles

Date: 8/20/2024 8:39:00 AM

I enjoyed this poem.

Hilda Greenhough
Date: 8/20/2024 8:43:00 AM

Thank you.

Paula Goldsmith

Date: 8/14/2024 1:12:00 PM

I enjoyed reading your fun "Short-Lived" write. Love your ending. Origami just blow it away.... Have a blessed day.............................

Hilda Greenhough
Date: 8/14/2024 2:03:00 PM

Thank you, Paula. I enjoy hearing from you.

Evelyn Judy Buehler

Date: 8/8/2024 3:16:00 PM

Witty and wise, and the rhyming is quite nice, too. I love this, Hilda!

Hilda Greenhough
Date: 8/8/2024 4:08:00 PM

Thank you.

Kim Rodrigues

Date: 8/8/2024 6:35:00 AM

Love this, Hilda! We see many sculptures destroyed, better it is paper. More to explore in this ingenious poem! Fave for me!

Hilda Greenhough
Date: 8/8/2024 7:00:00 AM

Thank you for reading this poem. Thank you for the fave. By the way, there is a famous Japanese Origami artist who creates lasting paper art. Not all paper blows away.

Valsa George

Date: 8/8/2024 5:09:00 AM

I enjoyed the wisdom in this, dear Hilda. If busts of people in great fame are made in metal or in concrete, it is difficult to break them when they fall out of the favor of people. Fame is transitory.

Hilda Greenhough
Date: 8/8/2024 5:50:00 AM

Oh, I like statues because they are art. I try to covey that there is unfounded talent that never succeeds for various reasons. Some just blow away.thank you for visiting.

David Crandall

Date: 8/7/2024 7:39:00 PM

Cool poem - I wonder if we're all origami -haha

Hilda Greenhough
Date: 8/7/2024 7:41:00 PM

I'm glad you like my poem.

Ink Empress

Date: 8/7/2024 12:55:00 PM

Such a wise and profound poem, that is meaningful dear hilda! I love how youv ended it! Fame never lasts but in pursuit of fame so many go to extremes, it’s unbelievable today: but like everything in life fame too wanes. Pleasure reading you poem. I love the fact that you write on so many various subjects in such poetic manner. Sending you light always

Hilda Greenhough
Date: 8/7/2024 1:46:00 PM

Thank you. These actually are all my poems. I imagine one could wonder. My brain is all over the place.

Paige Hind

Date: 8/7/2024 10:39:00 AM

An unusual opinion- I liked it <3

Hilda Greenhough
Date: 8/7/2024 1:43:00 PM

Thank you. I did not want to sound mean. Fame has many reasons for failure. It's sad when it is caused by things beyond control.

Victor Buhagiar

Date: 8/7/2024 8:31:00 AM

All earthly things are short lived.

Hilda Greenhough
Date: 8/7/2024 8:53:00 AM

Ha ha. The bad and the good. It's always nice to hear from you.

Joseph May

Date: 8/6/2024 6:59:00 AM

Fame is fleeting, Nicelt penned

Hilda Greenhough
Date: 8/6/2024 8:02:00 AM

Thank you for your comment.

Yolanda Nicholsen

Date: 8/6/2024 3:45:00 AM

Indeed fame is very short lived many blessings awesome write

Hilda Greenhough
Date: 8/6/2024 6:34:00 AM

Thank you.

Gershon Wolf

Date: 8/5/2024 8:28:00 PM

Love the subtle put-down of immortality implicit in your lines. So true that fame is fleeting...

Hilda Greenhough
Date: 8/5/2024 8:45:00 PM

I hope I don't sound .mean. Some talent doesn't come to fruition. Perhaps the timing isn't right or there aren't enough resource. There are many reasons. Thank you for your comment.