His voice was laden

guttural sounds heaving words

the weight of lead

Sagacity spoke 

winnowing lies like chaff

from the grain

And within his mind fell depth

a deepness

welling from the soul 

pouring forth his wisdom

softly spoken in dulcet tones

His eyes smiled; veracity

Of truth Sagacity spoke

Gentle with a giant touch

◄ Chaffed

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Thu 10th Jan 2019 12:07

Thank you Jon for the like.


Wed 9th Jan 2019 21:12

Hi David, I’m very glad, your very happy to be associated with this poem. Your comment is much appreciated. Hi Po, I wouldn’t class myself as a teacher, but your comment is appreciated thank you. Thanks to Ghazala,Anya and Dolly for your likes too.

All the best des


Tue 8th Jan 2019 22:16

Such Erudition Desmond.
I am learning so much. You are teaching with such wisdom.


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Wolfgar Miere

Tue 8th Jan 2019 21:59

Hi DC,

Thanks for the mention, very happy to be associated with this piece of writing.

'Winnowing lies like chaff from grain' is a great line, and resonates rather well for me.



Tue 8th Jan 2019 20:51

This poem is based on the last poem I posted. David’s comment about a quiet man in his local boozer who rarely spoke caught my imagination, so l rewrote the poem. So thanks David, hope it works. Thanks for the like Dolly.

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