My Hat

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My Hat

Allow for me to introduce

a thing, for which is little use

and not withstanding much abuse

My hat lies in the dust

 

It enters conversation much

but as for wear, it needs no crutch

to consecrate or feel a touch

My hat lies in the dust

 

In hearing idle gossip rake

“The love of Pete “, “For Heaven's sake”

or cast upon the fiery lake

My hat lies in the dust

 

To see the vivid side of right

I boast the armor of the light

I thrust my sword into the night

My hat lies in the dust

 

I hear forlorn and anguished cries

the whimpered moans and pleading lies

a raging fight before me dies

My hat lies in the dust

 

It is my hat that I bespeak

the hallowed crown that others seek

for without, which, I would be weak

Alas, my hat has turned to dust

 

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Kelstorm commented on My Hat

05-25-2009

This was very well done. Your hook line was affective. Also you built your poem nicely. I don't rhyme, but your ability here made it seem natural. Very good.

lillyrain commented on My Hat

05-25-2009

I really like this poem. It is cool the rhyming is perfect. I like what it represents and such. Well i guess thats all i got to say.

In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.

Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.

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