Unpardon me but I relent it boldly;
For it is far ahead, if I can be sure of it,
And far it is, that my hallucination be valid,
And hallucination it is, as it should be,
And however, unlike itself, mysterious, unknown, and untested,
So it be foreseen in my tireless search.
Reviewed by Debbie Custer (Reader)
Reviewed on November 19, 2011
Hi Henry, this poem is short but it speaks volumes. I can hear the truth of the words and brings to my mind a quote I've heard - "Youth is wasted on the young."
How true and how foolishly sad. Due to being disabled, I tend to be around older folk most of the time, and I am so very grateful for that. It has changed the face of my writing for the positive sharing stories with them and learning so, so much. I love this poem, and am going to add it to my library because it is something we all need to be reminded of sometimes.
Note: Since my husband's cancer surgery 4/25/05, this book content has been integrated into the public speaking content for audiences interested in a sassy approach to personal and/or community awareness events. Another chapbook on intimate love poet
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For it is far ahead, if I can be sure of it,
And far it is, that my hallucination be valid,
And hallucination it is, as it should be,
And however, unlike itself, mysterious, unknown, and untested,
So it be foreseen in my tireless search.
In Spirit,
Bear
Be always safe,
Karen