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Aren't you jarred and jaded of my poems
Aren't you jarred and jaded of my poems
All include faint signs and predictive omens
My lines so dull and deprived of new pride
So far from variation and nimble change
Times passes and I never glance aside
To new found methods and complicated compounds strange
Why I write still all one, ever the same
And bar innovation keeping it a tattered weed
Every word every line screams my name.....
You would know in advance what I proclaim or how I proceed
Oh NO! Know dear love I always write of you
You and love are always the subject of my argument
So I put my best to dress old words new
Chewing again what is already by generations spent
So as the sun is daily new at dawn and old at dusk
So is my love still telling what is told and forever lasts
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poem
by
Isaac Ziv
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