W.A. Cholt Poet Free verse

True Greatness

I must confess 
I'm more than a little envious of Mozart 
A tad jealous of Beethoven 
Obsessed with Shakespeare 
And enthralled by Eliot, 
And like the phases of the moon 
Changing in their season 
Time and the mood may vary 
But true greatness remains. 


           W.A CHOLT. Copyright Fergal O Reilly 2021.

            5/8/21

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Panagiota Romios August 5, 2021 at 5:06 PM WOWSER...,SUch depth and vision you have Panagiota