I can contemplate too much
read my rhythms far too often
sit so still that birds might land
on my skin that will not soften.
Age brings wisdom so they say
I’d suggest that’s quite some lying
What it brings is just reflection
Can’t look forward when you’re dying.
Thinking brings us pain and pleasure
learn to treat them both the same
they are what does make us human
peace in pleasure,pain in fame.
Everything exacts a price
Gods bankers won’t absolve your debt
it must be paid back in this life
so our goodness gets reset.
Now I’m off to do some swimming
leave you with what I just wrote
Maybe it will prompt some thinking
Maybe keep your head afloat.








hi dearest Benny enjoy your swim let the rest go stay in the moment great write 💕
Thanks for the comment.
I’ve been putting of getting back in the pool for ages.It was great in but bloody freezing getting out.
😘
A great write, for a rhyming one at that. I actually left work early to rush home and complete a poem that I was scrapping together at work. And then I went to the (community) pool! A productive day, lol.
Your write is well stocked with reflection and insight. I enjoyed it very much.
Thanks Styx for the comment.
I’m glad you enjoyed it.
It’s a whimsical piece but says enough about the journey I and many others are on.
🙏
I really enjoyed reading this.
The first verse was immense.
Kind regards
James
Tremendous work, my friend.
Thank you for your kind words