Wisdom of The Ancients
written by: Ken Gosse
She’d learned to love him all the more
throughout their life as he’d adore
his lovely bride, and to restore,
in hopefulness, bow down before
her on the floor when he was wrong
and sing once more his humble song
admitting he knew all along
the fault was his and should belong
to him alone, which he’d deplore—
but she had never kept the score
of what, for ages, he’d implore.
She loved her meaculpasaur.
Ken Gosse prefers writing short, rhymed verse with traditional meter usually filled with whimsy and humor. First published in First Literary Review–East in November 2016, since then in Pure Slush, Home Planet News Online, Spillwords, Lothlorien Poetry Journal, and others. Raised in the Chicago suburbs, now retired, he and his wife have lived in Mesa, AZ, over twenty-five years with rescue cats and dogs underfoot.
Latest posts by Ken Gosse (see all)
- The Progeny of Hameltown - November 1, 2025
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