06-27-2011, 02:13 PM
No censure or unneeded praise
comes from a master, only roads
gone upwards. A true guide will raise
-- by coaxing or at times with goads --
the seeker to an equal plain,
if such exists. To crush does naught
but shrink the pool; small fish may gain
and yet that kind is always caught.
A poem only ends when we
decide to close our eyes; no page
holds everything there ought to be
if closed off minds will not engage.
comes from a master, only roads
gone upwards. A true guide will raise
-- by coaxing or at times with goads --
the seeker to an equal plain,
if such exists. To crush does naught
but shrink the pool; small fish may gain
and yet that kind is always caught.
A poem only ends when we
decide to close our eyes; no page
holds everything there ought to be
if closed off minds will not engage.
It could be worse