Saturday, August 01, 2009

Let Everything Be


Don't worry, don't cry,
Don't ever change--
But stay out of range.
Let everything be itself,
Especially you and me.

Don't say too much or hear too much
Or complain because we can't behave.
I swear I'm often just acting or reacting
And everyone's a target,
Including you and me, until we're dead.

This esoteric conceit clumsily conceived by Ron Southern at 4:44 PM
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5 comments:

  1. Twilight8/04/2009 4:00 PM

    I like this one, Ron. Another sparse and clear one- an Occam's Razor kind of poem.
    Reminded me of the Beatles too "Whisper words of wisdom - Let it be"

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  2. Ron Southern8/04/2009 5:04 PM

    Are you going to "raze" me down to size or are you just pointing out that I have done so?

    p.s. Though not on my mind, that is one of my favorite Beatles songs! It's 3 simple words that are almost always going to mean the same thing, so we can only escape them if we never use them. But I figure, Bugger them all!

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  3. Ron Southern8/04/2009 6:34 PM

    But I'm glad to know that someone thought about it!

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  4. Twilight8/05/2009 2:56 PM

    Raze you down to size? That'd be a task for Hercules !

    No, the poem is already razored to precision by its clever author. :-)

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  5. Ron Southern8/05/2009 4:18 PM

    Do you know Hercules? Must be nice!

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