Perish-Scope

by Kevin   Feb 2, 2005


Such a gift be the lesser
malformed luckless lonely souls
reminding us of boundless treasure
walking nowhere full of holes
I
like you long familiar grown
in having weight of every kind
akwardly greet this wisdom shown
giving thanks in heart and mind
that we so free
are not so blind

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  • 19 years ago

    by clevername

    interesting... makes u think some... well done

  • 19 years ago

    by Heather M Craig

    interesting and very creative. i like the meaning behind this of appreciation for ones self, the things we forget to be thankful for. I thought it was quite interesting how the single I in the poem stood out...why did you decide to write it like that...just curious?

    Love Heather.

  • 19 years ago

    by FTS Miles

    Actually, I think that was well-expressed by the poem itself, Kevin. There's a dignity in the rhyme scheme (and the message) that lends an almost axiomatic aspect to the poem. I very much enjoy this.

  • 19 years ago

    by Kevin

    This is about how when you meet or see somone who you consider to be for whatever reason, less fortunate than you, it can and should make you appreciate the good things in your life.