Rigidity

A new piece inspired by a Sunday morning road trip to nowhere, middle of nowhere that is.

Men may be committed to rigidity
But it can breed a kind of stupidity

Maybe more a mind in the mud
Stuck idle, waiting for the thud

To push it loose, to break it free
To take it away from that rigidity

An idle life breeds an idle mind
A prisoner of the newest kind

The rut is deep, the mind wants out
It want to know what its all about

The world at large, the course of events
Why humans have this urge to repent

And so it take a drive down the path
Irregardless of the spousal wrath

Coming upon a spot oddly named
Finding the reason why, its newest game

It figures that because of the river
Is crossed some miles back, the giver

Of the name selected it to be so
And this reasoning made it glow

And so this water stop came to be
On the cutoff toward little Surrey

Feeling happy that it left the hole
To be astute was now its goal

And so it went merrily on its way
To solve more puzzles all that day

Reviews

[Jeremy Baker]

AlthougH I'm not sure the rhymes wokred all the time, the message stayed strong and clear, which, in the end, is really all that matters. Good writing.

[Neva Flores Smith - Cha..]

I adore this piece and I say so sorry to those who cannot rhyme and feel the need to bash those who can. Haters are gonna hate........great work Kenneth.

[OT]

I actually liked the rhymes, you executed them well and kept in beat and meter throughout - well done!

[Liza]

Being too mentally, emotionally and physically rigid surely breeds breaking, coldness and tension. Although life seems chaotic and it requires order; the balance is flexibility which sometimes out of fear we do not want to bend.

[Crowley]

Need to bend a little, flexibility is the key to a whole array of lifes issues and this poem points it quite well. Sometimes a road trip is good for the soul. Great writing.