If a picture can paint a thousand words
Then why can’t I paint you.
Experimentation With Copy Art by Carl D’Agostino
Life of Contradiction – A Poem One stormy night In the middle of the day Two dead boys Stood up and fight Back to back They faced each other They drew their swords And shot each other I don’t know where this poem came from but I memorized it way back when I was in elementary. I loved it so much that when I start thinking of so many ifs in life, I play this like a broken record. I guess I have mastered the Life of Contradiction. I am happy the way I am, no need to be a master of anything when I can’t even be a master in this School of Life. This is in response to Daily Prompt: Skills. Come and join us, it’s fun.
If only we had swords and guns made of roses…..
Make love not war….Peace Man.
Reminds me of Whitman: “Do I contradict myself, very well then I contradict myself. I am large. I contain multitudes.” Great poem, Seeker.
Mr. Kozo, bless your heart, someone who can relate to the poem. Peace. Seeker.
That is such a bizzare poem. I wonder where it came from.
It’s so weird that I just can’t get it out of my mind. I think my brother taught me this. I’ll go ask him. 😀
Can anyone really be a complete master of anything??
You are the Master Keeper of Bits and Bites Canadian History. Hooray for TK! 😀
Oh, how I wish! 🙂
Perfect, seeker 🙂
Thank you, Michelle.
Hahahaha!!! Thanks for that you made me smile before retiring! Night from Oz…..Hugs Paula xx
Sweet dreams, my princess. Hey, the land down under is in the news this am. I’ll go check it out. {{{Paula}}}
So ,what have us Aussie got ourselves into now? Lol x
I missed it because I was busy replying to comments. Hope it will be in tonight’s news. Goodnight. 😀
Night! *waving* x