Decisions! Decisions!

If I meet a stranger in the way and he asked me for my name,

Should I tell him with a sad sad smile that we are all the same?

When a ravenous roaring lion comes hurtling down the street,

Should I stand my ground a trembling and sweep him off his furry feet?

If our pearls of wisdom scatter, strewn askew on stony ground,

Should we weep and wail, O woe is me!, or act like are foolish clowns?

So many questions to answer and decisions to be dodged.

Should we just roll up in a ball and pretend to be hedgehogs?



◄ Long Days Disapearing

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Don Matthews

Tue 24th Sep 2019 09:59

Yes, a bit rich John. Does this to you then packs up and disappears. Some people........

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John Coopey

Tue 24th Sep 2019 08:58

Shit, Fish! I was having a good day till you gave me this lot to think about!

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Mon 23rd Sep 2019 21:45

Thanks Lisa, Ruth and Kieth, glad you enjoyed my furry lion and pearly clowns. 😃
Computer will soon be boxed up as we are moving back to the green and pleasant land so my engagement here will be spasmodic for a while.
Go ye all well

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Lisa C Bassignani

Mon 23rd Sep 2019 21:29

Dress those spikes and get out there.! Tell them your name. We are all the same. The lion you'll tame. And clowns are insane.

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Ruth O'Reilly

Mon 23rd Sep 2019 20:47

The call of the wild is within us all, and at Autumn equinox that balance of decision is all around us....the recognition of what is the same is the only way to soften our spikes! Enjoyed your poem.

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keith jeffries

Mon 23rd Sep 2019 20:33

After reading this poem I thought the answer must be that we embrace the world more fully and do so with courage. A poem which demands answers and one which is very relevant in today´s world.
Thank you for this

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