Mixed Methods

by Sam M. Phillips

It cannot be improved,

Nothing can be removed,

It is my way

And I will not stray

And turn away

From a method so dear,

I do not fear

Mistakes.

.

It takes

A bigger man

To know what he can

And cannot do,

So I push through,

Leaving it behind

And find

A new way forward

Toward a new goal

Where my soul

Might express itself better.

.

I cannot fetter

Myself to one set of rhymes,

My pen climbs

To the next stage,

Filling the page

With momentary rage,

I am a mere mage,

Sage sorely tested,

Often bested

By my own hope,

I cannot cope

With my own judgement.

.

So I escape this torment

By continuing,

My inspiration diminishing,

Always finishing

And never renewing,

I’m not stewing

Over what to do,

I’m sure you

Will judge me enough

For the both of us.

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