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Waste Not, Want Not

Oh, how sad, oh how very glum,
Goodness gracious me prater comes.
Still writing winsome words of woe,
Endlessly stopped, never to go.
Oh God be, merciful to me.

Endlessly stopped, never to go.
Wallowing in morbid abode.
Whiling away the endless hours;
Scribbling sigils, claws cower.
Oh God be, merciful to me.

Scribbling sigils, claws cower.
Feeling your life’s left no dower
Envy those not thus engaged.
Envy the prattle on the page.
Oh God be, merciful to me.

Envy the prattle on the page.
At least the words are given stage.
Each one stroked, petted, tilled and hoed;
Fields upon fields, rows upon row.
Oh God be, merciful to me.

Fields upon fields, rows upon row.
Pondering heaven on life’s gallows.
Goodness gracious me, prater comes,
And, all of it just, so, ho-hum.
Oh God be, merciful to me.

And, all of it just, so, ho-hum.
Leave the box, flee the asylum!
Writing, writing, scratch and scribble;
All this soulless, mindless, drivel.
Oh God be, merciful to me.

All this soulless, mindless, drivel.
joyfull tragic, quite disheveled      
Wading through the endless nights;
Waiting, waiting for the light.
Oh God be, merciful to me.

Waiting, waiting for the light,
Never living your gifted life.
Writing, writing, writing on,
Until the coming of the dawn.
Oh God be, merciful to me.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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Date: 10/1/2010 11:52:00 AM
Very interesting one, Deb. I love the form kyrielle. You can give your impressions on so many topics with that cool form! Luv ya, Andrea
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Date: 10/1/2010 4:55:00 AM
Interesting form here, Debbie. I may have to give it a try sometime, but my brain is not on "go" right now. I think your words are gifted...especially in light of the form you chose to write them in. Dan C
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Date: 9/30/2010 3:51:00 PM
This is amazing. Ok you want an African who had an English father who is married to a Russian woman to write a poem from the Isles. that is utterly Madness! I'll do it
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Date: 9/30/2010 10:09:00 AM
great poem and gael is Irish and so is gaelge i would gladly join this contest
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Date: 9/29/2010 7:38:00 PM
Interesting form and theme. Thank you for your contest and my 4th place win. Love, Joyce
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Date: 9/29/2010 9:42:00 AM
Writers, perpetually writing as the world spins past us, Deb. Enjoyed your poem very much! Am updating my list of favorite poets before I move and want to thank you for your support and comments. We don't always agree on everything, but that's the way life is, dear. And I am a fan. Love, Carolyn
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Date: 9/29/2010 6:07:00 AM
Good show, Debbie. You have a sensible complaint, unlike my constant bickering. I AM a "grumpy" old man. Love, Dave
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Date: 9/28/2010 2:25:00 PM
Very tempting offer Deborah, nice to know I woud have a place to stay..for a night or 2...luv Michael
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Date: 9/28/2010 11:52:00 AM
I love it.... the form the words and the expressions....always Michael
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