Open Poetry #10 |
Futility |
Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Futility Cornucopias horn is full Yet born is much hunger. There are more then three bags of wool Who hordes it, which monger? The author of authors writes pages Time eats and burps away Through the banquet of the ages Bilious with gay and bray. And apocalypse toasts the few Pledging lust and power Always mesmerizing the new With greed of the hour. Is this the seed the final core Futile insanity. The exit of the gardens door Final humanity? But who am I to rap times rend I know no better end. |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
I loved this seymour, although the style remains uniquely yours, the tone reminded me a bit of Dorothy Parker, my all time favorite cynic and fatalist...and ya suited my mood perfectly...smiles and thanks. |
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doreen peri Member Elite
since 1999-05-25
Posts 3812Virginia |
arghhhhh!you stole the title to my life!!!! hehe... loved this, Sy... your poetry gets better and better... indeed... it's true |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Serenity, Thank you so much for the nice comment. *L* Doreen, You made my day, thank you much. *L* |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Was going to respond to this last night, Sy, but had to leave the computer...sigh... you remain a unique and very special art form and artist! |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
You always shine a litle sunshine my way. |
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