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BLESSED IGNORANCE
Wisdom is wasted on the old
for what good is it to know
.....the how
......the why
........the who
..........the where
when betraying bodies disallow
action?
The waste extends to passing on
ideas or advice to the young
who look upon rockingchair riders
..........as fools
Why not have wisdom in our youth
when abilities allow its use?
Keep ignorance for later years
when forsight of the body's failings
lends no comfort
indeed
..............forboding
Ignorance is wasted on the young
*weakly attemptat free verse
Style / type:
Free verse
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How was my language use?
What did you think of the rhythm or pattern or pacing?
How does this theme appeal to you?
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Comments
Eduardo Cruz
Mon, 2011-12-05 16:26
Stan
Did you mean "Wasted"
You speak of leakage from the brain, wasted time trying to explain.
I get!! But then I am old myself LOL
Eddie
LIFE ISN'T ABOUT WAITING FOR THE STORM TO PASS
IT'S ABOUT LEARNING HOW TO DANCE IN THE RAIN.
VIVIAN GREENE
scribbler
Mon, 2011-12-05 18:44
hi Eddie
Wated is codgerese for wasted lol. Believe it or not I Do preview before posting but often see what I meant to write instead of what's there. Thanks for the eagle eye....................stan
wesley snow
Mon, 2011-12-05 21:56
If only...
... What I wouldn't have given for wisdom in my youth and what I wouldn't give for ignorant innocence now.
This poem worked for me because it utilized Stanislavski's story organization.
Exposition, complication, climax, resolution.
It is perfectly balanced and thereby makes its point flawlessly.
Too bad its free verse. It might have been a really good poem (sorry, couldn't resist).
wesley
W. H. Snow
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scribbler
Mon, 2011-12-05 22:34
hello
STANislavski? I reckon some people accomplish more by accident than they do on purpose lol. Gotta do a free verse every once in a while just to stretch a bit. Might try an acrostic again soon. Thanks for taking time to read and comment...........stan
loved
Tue, 2011-12-06 00:13
Free verse is the order of the day
you are at the creativity ... zenith
at which you surely are
the best...
loved
lou
Tue, 2011-12-06 04:42
Stan
I enjoyed the poem, it was filled with truth and flowed well
lou
Stand tall, be proud to be who you are, give the world the finger!!!!
scribbler
Tue, 2011-12-06 07:18
hi loved
Kinda doubt that I'm the best at anything but thanks for saying so lol...........stan
loved
Tue, 2011-12-06 09:50
my mission in life has always been
to praise and encourage
so that the best emanates ...
loved
scribbler
Tue, 2011-12-06 07:17
hello lou
I just went a bit beyond the saying that youth is wasted on the young lol. Thanks for dropping by.............stan
wesley snow
Tue, 2011-12-06 12:38
STANislavski.
That's really good. wesley
W. H. Snow
A poet is a nightingale, who sits in darkness and sings to cheer its own solitude with sweet sounds. Percy Bysshe Shelley
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scribbler
Tue, 2011-12-06 13:14
lol
couldn't heip myself lol