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Old Man Rambling On about God Only Knows What

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Effigy
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since 04-11-2000
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0 posted 06-06-2000 02:34 PM       View Profile for Effigy   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to Submit your Poem to Passions  View IP for Effigy

Perhaps I,
being myself and certainly not anyone else,
maybe, just maybe, said too much.
Could it be that I, being myself and most definitely not
anyone else, could have felt just the slightest bit
too much?
Who would have thought it?

After all these years I am not what I was.
You know that… right?
In fact, it has been said,
that I’m not what I am.
What a strange notion that brings to mind.
Things are a lot different now in my younger days
then they were when I was old.
  
Perhaps the world has changed.
Perhaps I have changed,
or rather just re-arranged.

But I digress. I’m straying from the point,
if ever there was a point. You see
when you get back to my age things aren’t as
blurry. My memory is as sharp as a tack.
Things just start to look a little strange,
my reflection scares me now.
I be damned if I go into a house of mirrors.

Which reminds me of a story….

I was going to work one day when out of no where
came this man in a white coat.  
He said I had to talk to him.

So I fixed a bowl of grits and ate my breakfast,
then kissed my wife goodnight
and went to bed for the evening.


Now back to those damn mirrors.
They scare the hell out of me.

But as I was saying before…

Perhaps I,
being myself and certainly not anyone else,
maybe, just maybe, said too much.
Could it be that I, being myself and most definitely not
anyone else, could have felt just the slightest bit
too much?
Who would have thought it?

Boy! Don't you feel like you've wasted your time now. Sorry this isn't really a poem, just more of a time waster. I thought it was some what funny though.


 There is something inside me
and I know it's good,
but understanding is misunderstood.
  





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serenity blaze
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since 02-02-2000
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1 posted 06-06-2000 02:46 PM       View Profile for serenity blaze   Email serenity blaze   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for serenity blaze

Effigy--I think you underestimate yourself---this was different---although I found it more thoughtful than amusing...a sketch in words --I liked.
forne_marin
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Spartanburg, South Carolina


2 posted 04-16-2004 12:10 AM       View Profile for forne_marin   Email forne_marin   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit forne_marin's Home Page   View IP for forne_marin

Have I ever told you how WIERD you are?
 
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