People drew essence
from his existence
They felt nourished
by every drop of him
Hopes and dreams
inspired his giving
He thought
wisdom never ran dry
Then doubt rained heavily
and filled his heart
overflowing with uncertainty
He started to speak
stale words
His well of knowledge and wisdom
turned rancid
People were wearied of his speech
and flet from his presence
Flicker of Thoughts 
Superb metaphoric poem.
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Thank you Chris, 😊
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Powerful.
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Shouldn’t one examine one’s ‘wisdom’ periodically to avoid the entropy of hubris? The poem seems to suggest otherwise… Perhaps I misunderstood it…; -)
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People are smart, when they hear rubbish, the stop listening. Our were right. The main character in the peom is letting doubt ‘conteminate’ his knowledge and wisdom.
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Well! That was an abrupt shift in the middle 😳
~David
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“Then doubt rained heavily
and filled his heart
overflowing with uncertainty”
This excerpt is outstanding!!!
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☺️
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Beautiful the imagery and emotion this narrative evokes! ❤
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Sometimes it’s hard to realize when catalysts “stunt” us. Well written, Carrie!
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I Like how it takes an unexpected turn!
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Thank you for stopping by and commenting. I appreciate it. Glad you like the turn. ,😊
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