Cloistered
In a cloistered courtyard
of mosaic, tree and font
where bees and scholars long sparred
though not by way of want
The echoes of their learning
reverberate through time,
as if shadows slow returning
to close the circle of a rhyme
Their learning slipped like seasons
through the orbit of an age,
its lofty purposed reasons
were but theories in a cage...
the keys to which have rusted
and too long now lost their turn,
by those who were entrusted
that those who follow learn.
https://wolfgarwords.com/2024/02/28/two-poems-beyond-the-blinding-light-cloistered/
David RL Moore
Wed 6th Mar 2024 16:54
Thank you Landi,
Much appreciated. I agree with Carl, who couldn't?
The ultimate demise and extinction of man is inevitable and no more than we deserve. If we were truly concerned with our planet we would collectively cull ourselves.
I would not mourn the diminishment of men but I might mourn the waste of mankind.
Free range Chickens you say? I'm vegan, all my chickens are free.
Thank you for your comment it has a somewhat familiar tone, I'm sure we've met or might.
Am I responsible for a simmering thesis? if so please reference me.
David