Karl Lorson Sr Poet Narrative

Things I Was

I was never known to be flamboyant
more arcane from being quite quiet.
My best asset in business matters
was my intercessor abilities with
investigating those problems which
arise between the rights and wrongs.

My life has been bittersweet in many
ambivalent and quintessence ways.
The immolation of another to save
one's self is absolutely wrong. It is
like being with a married woman so 
luscious in her sensual sexualities
and getting caught up in a less then
cerebral moment.

Those people who like to be very touchy
feely in a friendly way are looked upon as tactile.
What happens to their mindset when suddenly
they are befallen by a quiescent problem that
takes there ardent mobility away!

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CayCay Godwin November 2, 2016 at 9:53 PM There is much in here as food for thought. It is deep and requires some diagnosis, but I think I got it. I do wonder which contest - one that gave certain words to use? I'm still thinking about some of the thoughts seemingly about wasted effort and flippant, surface behavior. You laid it out ... CayCay