Self-lived rules
worn as if jewels
can slap you in the face
threatening a sure-stepped pace
when outside interference
challenges unchallenged adherence
Presented with a never-seen view
and all its terms to come to
your world is forever changed
simply by a thought pattern, rearranged
Then, life-long rules
may free-handedly paint you a fool
chose freedom 🙂
Thank you.
theories has to be tested in reality to know their reliability.
so true.
Extremely intelligent truth.
thank you, Trisha.
Nice take on the theme, that our own rules may be shown up as foolish.
A good tight poem!
http://jessicasjapes.wordpress.com/2011/01/24/dark-teen/
Thank you, Jessica.
Ah, yes, following rules with no discretion makes no sense. Good spin on Potluck topic. Well done.
Thank you for coming to my blog to read, Jamie.
this is a classic heartspell and i think this breaks all rules! here’s mine for this potluck (but i think you have seen it haha) .. http://fiveloaf.wordpress.com/2010/08/04/here-for-you/
Yes, I have seen it and loved it, as always. Thank you for reading mine.
Like the way you’ve woven these words together.
Thank you, Charles.
smart,
Glad to see you shine…
cheers.
A++
Thank you, Jingle.
Brilliant poetry.
I hate rules personally even though i understand their importance. lol
I guess they are necessary in some realms.