When It Comes To Poetry

When it comes to poetry
I feel like David
Before he went out to meet Goliath
Saul offered him his armour
His sword, his breast plate
His helmet, his shield
But in the end he refused
Saying he had not proved it
For he was but a shepherd
Not trained in the use
Of weapons of war
He took merely a sling shot
And five smooth stones
But any giant can be slain
By such a crude weapon
If the stone finds its mark
And I can offer
No grand words
No breath-taking imagery
I commend all
Who operate at those lofty heights
But I am just
A simple man
Trying to propel his point
By straight forward means
Along a straight course
Hoping to find the mark.

by Raymond Farrell

Comments (37)

A witty and insightful analogy. A work of an intricate mind. Thanks for sharing, Raymond.
Rotten, lying, infamous politician should read this poem and learn how to behave in life. But! Unfortunately, poets don't run things, crooks do! Wonderful, universal poem, that All should read and learn something good, for a change in the lost society of today.
A richly instructive analogy. Excellent work, Raymond!
Such a brilliant biblical write.....Worthy of 10++++++++++
Humble words of a noble heart. I love these figures - allusion and simile inter alia - in play. An accomplished literary effort, dear poet.
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