It’s often hard– <br />assuming, initiating <br />notions, abstractions, conclusions. <br /> <br />In a world such as our own <br />imaging imagery, ordinary <br />as much as extraordinary is boring. <br /> <br />Conundrum we have replacations <br />buttering verities, grudging riddles– <br />conformity becomes a toothache <br />that last for generations. <br /> <br />Portrait of truth is not enough– <br />without seditious gold framing life is a mask. <br />Haven’t we always wonder why? <br /> <br />Ladies, (gentle) and not so, men– <br />may I reckon, that the commodity of, <br />our future, bask upon our mystic intuition.<br /><br />Daffodil Decarie<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/boredom-13/
