Tuesday, November 12, 2019

A Philosopher Needs a Stick - poem

Lawrence Hall
mhall46184@aol.com
poeticdrivel.blogspot.com

A Philosopher Needs a Stick

The beginning of wisdom is fear of the Lord
And then we’ll need a pleasant place to meet
In an oaken room or a leafy grove
Our pipes, some beer (or whiskey, God be pleased)

We’ll need our memories, of good and bad
Of love and loss, of far-off barracks days
The letters from brave Saint Thomas More’s damp cell
And too the Oxford cleric’s “twenty bookes…”

And, sure, not least of all, as our thoughts wing higher
A stick for poking silently the fire

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