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The Blade

The blade was fine as any
But it couldn't cut to the core
Or pierce the heart of it
Though he tried forever more

He sharpened it with iron
Cleaned it many times a day
Polished it with minerals
Buffed it a most loving way

It couldn't cut the chase
It didn't even fit the bill
He had to find a way
It almost drove him up the hill

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Date: 12/5/2015 2:29:00 PM
hmm... was he supposed to climb the hill, or not? I mean, does it have significance or were you just looking for a rhyme for bill? I'm curious. (and please don't be offended if the latter is the case.) I am chasing rhymes all the time! A very enigmatic piece, though, very interesting, and very well written. Pleasant flow and fine rhyming. Well done my friend! Best wishes, Keith
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Keith Bickerstaffe
Date: 12/6/2015 6:20:00 PM
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Mike Martin
Date: 12/6/2015 6:11:00 PM The Smithy gets honorable mentions in these in these as well
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Keith Bickerstaffe
Date: 12/5/2015 3:13:00 PM
Yes I did. Where are your smithy poems? K.
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Mike Martin
Date: 12/5/2015 3:08:00 PM
I was shooting for .. drove him crazy. While rhyming. Drove him up the wall. .. you know. I would have thought it should say that to most readers. Not you? It's all about trying to say something difficult in a facetious rhyme. That's what I like to try and do. Haps you've seen my smithy poems. Did you get any such a sort of a feeling from it?