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Wise Men and Fools


Wise Men and Fools

Pompous men and religious zealots rush into the fray
professing as the solid truth speculations they
determine to be necessary for things to be righted
and other fools support them because they are short-sighted.
But wisdom is as wisdom does and not as wisdom thinks.
It floats up to the surface when foolishness just sinks.
It tends toward calm and practical when flightier heads turn manic
and is irreconcilable with discord and with panic.

Fools may build vain edifices reaching to the skies
that are palatial prisons—follies in disguise.
In time of war, a bunker furnishes more protection,
offering a wiser choice to screen us from detection.
Fools raise their hands and wave at us, inviting their own end,
standing straight and rigid when a wiser man might bend.
Fools rush in where sages might not speculate,
instead letting  the evidence sit and percolate.

Sages, fools and charlatans mixed up in the fray.
For those who cannot tell the difference, now we’ll all have to pay.

 

Prompt words for today are wisdom, irreconcilable, practical and palatial.

Revelation, Writer’s Block and Tweet, Twitter, Ping!!!!

I had a revelation the other day that I actually enjoy writing about life more than living it! I used to dream about achieving this state, but now it rather bothers me.

okay, a further thought: My (unfortunately deceased) husband was a poet who promptly stopped writing as soon as we married. A few years later, I asked him why. He answered, “I think it is because I can only write when I’m unhappy.” There was not much I could say to protest his writer’s block after that, but I did start worrying when he started writing again.

These are two comments I wrote in Listentothebabe‘s blog.  A friend told me they were tweet-worthy, but I think they are too long and no one reads my tweets anyway, so forgive me for tweeting my own song here.  (Babe, if you’re having to read these over again, sorry. Next time I’ll just ping you.)

Damn, now there is something else I just have to say:

Twenty years ago, would any of us have dreamed that one day we’d be using the words “tweet, twitter and ping” so frequently?

Okay.  Over and out.  Promise.  I’ll go watch an episode of something sent to me by a kind benefactor. —Judy