The Season of Incredulousness
It was the season of incredulousness
belief systems summarily abandoned
all reality placed on hold
as skeptics hogged the limelight
challenging the status quo
questioning every tale of old
retreating from uncertainty’s precipice
small bits of consciousness returned
shedding false stories she was sold
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Linked to dVerse Poets Pub — Quadrille #149: ‘Tis the Season, where Lisa is hosting and asked us to pen a quadrille using the word season.
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The season you describe sounds like a maelstrom that we are caught in the middle of. I like the bits of hope you conclude with. Maybe things will settle down at some point?
There is always hope.
Sounds like the emerging from that pandemic world of convoys and misinformation. Like the economy in this…JIM
Unfortunately, misinformation is not limited to the pandemic
Excellent quadrille Ron. I found you perspective on the word season to be most effective.
Thank you Rob
Priceless, the look on the little cutie’s face with poetry to match! Thanks for leaving me a comment!
Yes, I found a great photo to match.
I hope this will happen… though my hopes are dwindling with all the lies being told to people.