Expect Nothing

Expect nothing. Live frugally
On surprise.
become a stranger
To need of pity
Or, if compassion be freely
Given out
Take only enough
Stop short of urge to plead
Then purge away the need.

Wish for nothing larger
Than your own small heart
Or greater than a star;
Tame wild disappointment
With caress unmoved and cold
Make of it a parka
For your soul.

Discover the reason why
So tiny human midget
Exists at all
So scared unwise
But expect nothing. Live frugally
On surprise.

by Alice Walker

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Comments (5)

Dear Brigid, A departure from the light verse to thought provoking depths. Good. It keeps the readers on their toes! A fine poem with good use of rhyme and meter. Best, Hugh
Hey there, Lady Bridg! Been wondering where you've been! But you're back now, and that's the important thing. A meaningful write with a well-fitting scheme of rhythm and rhyme. Your typical stuff. Was perusing your 'Jimmy Tattersall' and 'Rhyme is A Crime' over the weekend. Welcome back Bridgid! ! ! With warmth, Gina.
This is great, I wonder what it would be like to view the past at any given time, from some cinema screen, set up somewhere that we could just access when we felt the need. Perhaps we would see much more or maybe we would think that it was not as we remembered it as our learning influences may have changed the pictures slightly over the years, not sure, anyway Very thought Provoking. Love Duncan
How vividly this poems brings to my mind that other one, 'The Road Not Taken.' We each and every one, if we are old enough, can look back and ponder on that road, and wonder and what if ourselves to death. Then we must just pick up the present and go on with WHAT IS. Scarlett
I think many of us ponder on this, and you have brought it across brilliantly, well done Bridgid.