When I was a wee lad, just few feet tall,
I drank wisdom from the lips of the “old”.
Oh how wise, mature and kind they were all,
Every word they uttered was cast in gold.
When I became young man “I knew it all”.
I set out to conquer, to teach the world;
Oblivious that pride precedes a fall,
I was preoccupied spreading the “word.”
Now, when I reached the autumn of my life,
Learned the truth that I know nothing at all;
Spreading words of “wisdom” can create strife
And an uttered word you cannot re-call.
I now walk with deaf ears, half closed eyelids,
And drink the smiles from the lips of wise kids.
© P. J. Oszmann (2006)
© Illustration: Digital photo of my little friend Katrina enhanced in Photoshop. (2005)
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I now walk with deaf ears, half closed eyelids,
And drink the smiles from the lips of wise kids.
Paul;-)
"When I became young man “I knew it all”."
This line rocks, within its courage to drop an 'a', as in 'when I became a young man'. iIt changes the lilt of the piece... Syllabically, a tone, an alphabetical anomaly had to be dealt with, had to be dropped, and still make sense.
Erin Elizabeth Kelly-Moen
Wisdom, art and beauty, make "Learning the truth… - Sonnet".
I have enjoyed the reading of this poetic composition... It does pay its dues to the Poetry's treasure as golden page of Major Art.
In admiration,
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
Such precious wisdom in beautiful, meaningful verse; you've taught many! God bless you and yours, and (((HUG))) little Katrina for me.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.