Lessons Learnt

From my first I learnt to lie

Release small white birds to soothe the feathers

Smile to disguise the anger, control emotions,

Mask the hurt.


From my second I learnt that lust

And friendship are not enough;  that there is no such thing

As twin souls, when convention resides, fear takes over

And brain not body is middle-aged.


From my third I learnt to sit, and sit some more,

the virtue of indolence,

The glory and triumph of egoism

The minimal pace of unhurried effort.


All useful lessons, without doubt

Yet such a bad pupil am I

That I still wonder, unbidden,

If other teachers, wiser teachers,

Could impart, beseech and smooth.

Or leave me droop.

6 thoughts on “Lessons Learnt”

  1. Marina Sofia – You make such a powerful statement here about how much we can learn from the things that happen to us and the relationships in which we involve ourselves. It may be a set of painful lessons but they are just as important as the joyful memories.

    1. Oh, bless you, I’m a bit embarassed now… I think I can cope with the thought of someone reading me on their laptop, but actually sharing… But in a way, you are right, I always hear my poems rather than visualise them.
      You are amazing with your to do list, by the way. Keep up the good work.

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