The Humbler (Happy Ballet Times Daze)
#1
“What fools these Humans be”
when in love, yes I see,
but, the larger truth,
what greater fools when not,
spirits twisted and souls rot!
How pompous, vain,
and condescending,
only through Love’s sufferance,
might this wound be mending,
yet hide, when see healing descending, 
until by Valentine’s pox laid low,
with a shot from Eros’ bow!
Oh, oh, OH!
It is madness, is it not?
It’s been so long that I’ve forgot,
I hope it fades away…
Yet, only does the grave,
fools,
from the foolish save!
Still...not all is sadness and sorrow,
for I shall be a grave fool on the morrow,
if I might a line from Mercutio borrow,
til then, anon,
for I am gone and done,
my bugled sword in baldric hung!

©2011 erthona
How long after picking up the brush, the first masterpiece?

The goal is not to obfuscate that which is clear, but make clear that which isn't.
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#2
Fantastic Poem! Verses 11-15 were my favorite.
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#3
Thanks for the read
How long after picking up the brush, the first masterpiece?

The goal is not to obfuscate that which is clear, but make clear that which isn't.
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#4
Glad to see you back around these parts, Dale - "Is it madness, is it not? It's been so long that I've forgot" sounds to me like a line from a Dylan song that was unfortunately never recorded.
"A hippopotamus is just a really cool opatamus."
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#5
Nice to hear from you as well.

Well Dylan was my favorite musician for a long time, so maybe an unconscious lifting Smile


dale
How long after picking up the brush, the first masterpiece?

The goal is not to obfuscate that which is clear, but make clear that which isn't.
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