Of Appreciation
Or, Perhaps The Sometime Folly Of Desire
a reply by a Faust
Like a dog that to full throated chase of a car having dared
Success — neither expected nor imagined — has found me — surprised —
Bewildered, &, I might swear, not the least bit prepared —
If it were not for all that I confess here not — unrecognized
Specifically the Poet lacks for nothing but Friendship
Everything else has been found more easy to find
To Flattery albeit removed bearing kinship
To another’s Regard the most sought after kind
Whose precise definition is born every instant anew
From What one finds to hand When one’s wherefore’s made Why
Necessity setting limits to How becomes the mother of Who
The above meeting below in the You and the I
So the Poet here fashioning sense of Self & of Good
If aught could become differently, unsure that it should
