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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=426261" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Wainwright’s Wheel’s Weal Rights Wane</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">WAINWRIGHT'S WEAL RIGHTS WANE</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Though tales turn legends over time, <br>and myths begin when legends fade, <br>what part of myth with truth may rhyme, <br>what soul against sole feather weighed<br>may find past actions well repaid ? <br>When all’s said, done, deeds scarce sublime.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Life desert seems till time to go <br>with post deserted on the job, <br>far from youth's spinning vertigo<br>age makes do with conditioned lob, <br>cobber clobbered ends as slob <br>beneath Time's sands, tune dune blown woe.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Strife's tragedy, life's glory's reign, <br>dust rust as fractious fractal sand, <br>at dusk Time's Wheel still turns, refrain<br>falls dumb, numbs mice and mens' vain plan<br>to cheat Fate which, impassive, gain<br>and loss ignores for also-ran.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Those who chased harvest grains of gold, <br>and those who flung them on wold, waste<br>alike forgotten lie, tale told, <br>rot, bolt shot, sot and sage misplaced.<br>Six feet by four where two feet raced<br>through space unlimited: all cold.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Time's spinning wheel steals, never still, <br>while mortal pawns from stem to stern<br>turn through warp, weft, whose pattern will<br>gainsay those praying for return, <br>for second innings while they spurn<br>hands begging alms, yet rob the till.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Some find fame’s flame, some, lame, are lost<br>some simply tack or take up slack, <br>few certain feel, far more count cost<br>of one-way track, no looking back, <br>prepare for probate and attack<br>all who dare care for coming frost.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Unkind is almanack which notes<br>ephemera most prize a while: <br>birth, spousal celebration, oats<br>sown wisely, rashly, reconcile<br>to soujourner such short shrift trial<br>as Chance doles out before Death votes.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">What beauty spot, forget-me-not, <br>thrive to survive beyond the grave ? <br>What tiny tot by love begot<br>recalls love’s thrall, may keepsake save<br>when Charon tall and short cross wave<br>has ferried sad or happy lot? <br> <br>Care wears down, frown knows no soft down, <br>once zenith’s passed upon the way, <br>ahead, head proud, from loud crowd crown<br>in vain seeks, weakness follows play -<br>where are the snows of yesterday<br>when season terminates countdown? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Who flutters by in merry mood<br>soon food for worms squirms – early, late, <br>mean little to Fate’s scales. Reviewed, <br>days sentient seldom senses sate<br>while those incontinent berate<br>extensions often hard pursued. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Life’s causal chain again, again, <br>wheels out reel’s fitful roundabout, <br>redemption justified by pain<br>non sequitur seems, soul without<br>a leg to stand on’s found where doubt<br>is sold on one-way wagon train.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Wainwright’s weal wanes as dawn turns dusk, <br>from lease released, renewal’s tease, <br>recycling readies empty husk -<br>to devil sent priorities -<br>nor beads, sect screeds, nor title deeds<br>prolong life’s hymn for further busk. <br> </div><div style="margin:10px 0">26 February 2010</div><div style="margin:10px 0">robi03_1966_robi03_0000 XXX_DJZ</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Wainwright’s Wheel’s Weal Rights Wane poem © Jonathan Robin</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Jonathan+Robin">Jonathan Robin</a><div class=q>
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Though tales turn legends over time, 
and myths begin when legends fade, 
what part of myth with truth may rhyme, 
what soul against sole feather weighed
may find past actions well repaid ? 
When all’s said, done,..."></div>
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