Frank E Gibbard Posted January 13, 2011 Share Posted January 13, 2011 (edited) New Year, "same old same old," 2010's story done to dust is told. Expect the same old tale to unfold In 2011, like product of a mould. A world of hunger fear and need Will conflagrate hurt and bleed; Since the dinosaurs moved over And man's kind trod this terrain, Eons have passed not of clover But a crap crop of inhuman pain. (sorry). Edited January 13, 2011 by Frank E Gibbard Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
dedalus Posted January 13, 2011 Share Posted January 13, 2011 Glass half empty, Frank? Cheer up. Refills on the way. It can't get much worse, anyway. Bound to get better. It's not the actual situation, come to think of it, it's how we deal with it. Come on, three cheers (OK, two will do) for the human spirit and ingenuity and simply seeing things through!! Quote Drown your sorrows in drink, by all means, but the real sorrows can swim Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
tonyv Posted January 15, 2011 Share Posted January 15, 2011 I like Brendan's advice on this, Frank. But the sentiment is well-expressed in your poem. Particularly effective: how the dinosaurs "moved over." Tony Quote Here is a link to an index of my works on this site: tonyv's Member Archive topic Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Frank E Gibbard Posted January 25, 2011 Author Share Posted January 25, 2011 (edited) Thanks to the respondents Bren and Tony, thanks for the positive Tony. Not that my tone should be taken as as totally negative about life's prospects. A close acquaintance the milkman (and drinking companion) died sadly on the verge of deserved retirement suddenly at New Year and I reflected upon the repetitiveness of the mordant and unfairnesses in life which never go away. Believe it or not I actually enjoyed writing the rant once started, strange person that I am. Best wishes to you, both and all @ PMO for 2011, Frank. Edited January 25, 2011 by Frank E Gibbard Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Benjamin Posted January 25, 2011 Share Posted January 25, 2011 Nothing wrong with expressing how you feel in a poem Frank. It's a pretty dismal time for so many just now; some, who also perhaps, didn't appreciate what they had until it's no longer there. Hopefully Spring will bring more than just buds and birds this year. ;) Kindest regards. G. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
moonqueen Posted February 10, 2011 Share Posted February 10, 2011 Frank, you always scratch that surface and force me to look beyond. I won't say I always like doing that, because I am such a pessimist (my mother says I'm a "realist") I tend already to see and expect the worst. I believe Mom's right, realism is not a totally bad thing. And hey, I like "crap crop". moonqueen Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
fdelano Posted February 10, 2011 Share Posted February 10, 2011 Hi Frank, Drinking buddies are the hardest to lose, sometimes. Peace and justice in the world are found only within the individual, in my thinking. Not easy, either. Franklin/Paco Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
dedalus Posted February 12, 2011 Share Posted February 12, 2011 Hi Frank, Condolences over your pal, the milkman. It seems brutally unfair to be robbed of deserved leisure and ease after a lifetime of hard work, which in the case of milkmen involves getting up very very early each morning! On the other hand, retirement might not have turned out all he had hoped for. On balance, though, he probably WOULD have enjoyed it, not least being able to sleep in until half eight or nine, some civilised hour. I hope his family get some of the benefit, anyway. I love hearing the background to poems; it gives them an added meaning. Best wishes, Bren Quote Drown your sorrows in drink, by all means, but the real sorrows can swim Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lake Posted February 17, 2011 Share Posted February 17, 2011 Hi Frank, I read you. The death of your friend in the New Year must be hard on you. Not everything starts anew, afresh in a new year... that's the reality. Best regards, Lake Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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