Classic poem of the day
My sone, in court gif thow pleisis remane,
This my counsal into thy mind imprent.
In thy speiking luik that thow be nocht vane;
Behald and heir; and to the king tak tent.
Be no lear, or ellis thow art schent;
Found thé on treuth, gif thow wald weil betyd.
To governe all and reull be nocht our bent.
He reulis weil that weil in court can gyd.
Be nocht ane scornar, nor fenyat flattorar;
Nor yet ane rounder of inventit talis;
Of it ......
Member poem of the day
"Listen" is a prophetic poem I wrote around age 17 or 18, then revised and completed around 20 years later.
Listen
by Michael R. Burch
also published as Immanuel A. Michael
Listen to me now and heed my voice;
I am a madman, alone, screaming in the wilderness,
but listen now.
Listen to me now, and if I say
that black is black, and white is white, and in between lies gray,
I have no choice.
Does a madman choose his words? The...
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