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Ironic Contradictions

I'm a long time reader - since way back when I was seven. That makes it over three quarters of my life that I will be a reader for. But it is worth it. When I'm not reading or wasting my time online on here or Goodreads I'll be off playing video games, studying teaching and messing around with friends and pop culture. Or reading some more.

To Read A Life:

I read a book, just yesterday:
A tome of love I do say.
Inscribed with worldly experience
Fleshed nuance – subtlety – innocence.
Every chapter, a single soul:
People dying to be whole.

I felt the tears run down my face
Over any single lack of grace.
Plot of romance - plot of pain.
So much loss, So much gain.

And no genre definition
Binds this work’s condition:
Romance, adventure, fantasy
All combined in ecstasy.

When at last I reach the end,
See the resolutions bend,
To unbeknownst solution
Amidst all the convolution,
Will I see the truth at last
Of present, future, in the past?

This book which I did read
Bound here, now, by solemn creed
Is the tale of all time,
Hidden, dark, moral crime.
‘Tis the tale of it all
Reaching now beyond the Fall
Written in the stars above
Writ now a law of love -
Where people running here and there
Are pages turning everywhere


So this is a poem I just wrote. Would love to hear what you think as it probably no doubt needs some editing work. I mean I can hear the song and the rhythm in the words as I sounded them out and read them but I would love more feedback...