Emile Pinet Poet Sonnet

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Time To Adjust

Man's imbued with a flair for fantasy
that is quenched by His imagination.
And intrigued by the flight of bumblebees,
curiosity offsets frustration.

His conscious mind extends itself beyond
concepts of morality and blind faith.
But should His morals suddenly abscond,
the human soul can morph into a wraith.

A white lie, half-truth and or omission,
is tolerated by a lonely heart.
For love's an emotional condition
that oft sends your pulse soaring off the chart.

Susceptible to anger and mistrust, 
Man is mortal, lacking time to adjust.


(Sonnet)


2/7/2019

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Line Gauthier February 9, 2019 at 8:42 PM Well penned, Emile. Emile Pinet February 10, 2019 at 8:30 AM Thanks Line, I appreciate your comments my friend, Emile.

Caren Krutsinger February 7, 2019 at 10:29 AM This is so true, and only of the humans: "A white lie, half-truth and or omission is tolerated by Man's jaded heart." Other animals are less inclined to throw out anything but the truth. This is why I think they are ahead in heaven points, Emile. Emile Pinet February 7, 2019 at 10:37 AM Thanks Caren, as always you touch my heart with your warm comments my friend, Emile.