| In the last week, I tried a bit of humor – just to see if anyone noticed (or cared). |
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| First I posted: |
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| January 11, 2013 by kmabarrett |
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| I am not now |
| That which I have been |
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| ― Lord George Gordon Byron |
| From: “Childe Harold’s Pilgrimage“ |
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| [No, I haven’t read the whole poem… But I liked this one line. — KMAB] |
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| A few days later, I posted: |
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| January 15, 2013 by kmabarrett |
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| I am not now |
| That which I have been. |
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| -– Lord Byron |
| From: “Childe Harold“ |
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| [As stated by Heraclitus of Ephesus: “You can never step into the same river; for new waters are always flowing on to you.” To which I would add, and you are always at least slightly older. But, more importantly, are you greater (wise, kind, gentle) or lesser (bitter, cruel, hard)? — KMAB] |
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| The version posted earlier received five “likes”. The second version received three “likes”. The three likes were from completely different people. |
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| Now, I don’t know if the first five recognized the duplication and chose not to comment (or to “like” again), or simply didn’t notice (or didn’t care). |
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| In any case, this was not a duplication error. It was (for me) a subtle play on both the Byron quote and my second comment (including the quote by Heraclitus) that we are never the same person, even when we read the same thing a few days later. |
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| I’ve been told humor is not funny if you have to explain the joke… How come I’m still smiling? |
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Can you, Will you, Please?
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| Can you see my soul? |
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Or is it beyond your reach. |
| Can you hold my hand? |
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Or is it beyond your grasp. |
| Can you trust my word? |
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Or is it beyond your faith. |
| Can you stand beside me? |
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Or is it beyond your strength. |
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| Will you see me near you? |
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Trying to understand. |
| Will you see me near you? |
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Reaching for your hand. |
| Will you see me near you? |
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Gaining in your faith. |
| Will you see me near you? |
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Strengthening your strength. |
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| Please look behind my eyes, |
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And try to reach my soul. |
| Please offer me your hand, |
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Together we can hold. |
| Please let me gain your faith, |
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I would not cause you fear. |
| Please let me stand beside you, |
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Please let me, please be near. |
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| [This is one of the few poems I’ve written where I also recorded the date: 27 April 1972. |
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| To see more of my poems, you can go to my Poems page, which also contains links to some of my favorite poems, speeches and song lyrics. — KMAB] |
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