Just That Archaic Poet Poet Rhyme

The Patron Saint of Worthless Causes

Paint me Saintly, my actions lately
Have shown such cause a'plenty
My Quarters stately, my Morals greatly
Unfazed by thoughts of many
Still in search of the Peace I've wanted-
Looking, tracking; intent to find!
But by my former self I am haunted,
Lurking not more than two feet behind...

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Danesh Morgan August 29, 2013 at 8:38 AM deep frying piece more to come like the sounds it makes in the end Just That Archaic Poet August 29, 2013 at 9:02 AM I admit I'm not sure what that means, Danesh, but I hope it's positive lol But thanks for dropping by, nonetheless :)

Karen Anglesey August 26, 2013 at 6:45 AM You are a brilliant work of art. Last 2 lines nailed it. Wonderful work Just That Archaic Poet August 26, 2013 at 11:24 AM Karen, you have yet to not put a smile on my face with every comment you leave. As always, I appreciate it so much :)

Sara Kendrick August 26, 2013 at 5:32 AM Enjoyed reading your creative work this morn..I haven't reached that Saintly or Morals greatly or my Quarters stately being yet..Sara Just That Archaic Poet August 26, 2013 at 11:21 AM Thank you for the read and reply, Sara. Don't worry; I don't think many of us have hit that state yet today. One day maybe lol Thanks for visiting! :)