Tuesday, May 02, 2017

Tuesday Platform Poem ~~ Buy Low

Buy low

Fortune said to me
buy low and sell high
That's where the money
is, days of towers
Or marry one. rich
She'll roll you till death
or He'll set you free
Free from debt till death
Towers' wild life ends
Marriages over
At death do you part 
with your worldly goods
Death, cookie's crumbled
Then paper's not worth
its ink.  Promises
never fulfilled, schluss**
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 - Poem and Photos Copyright © 2017 Jimmiehov, All Rights Reserved
  (Photo is a "print screen" copy of a fortune cookie posted by Marian at the link below.)

 - I'm linked with, at the Imaginary Garden with Real Toads, The Tuesday Platform,  
 - 'Fortune', this blog search, http://jimmiehov6.blogspot.com/search?q=fortune

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At Wednesday, May 03, 2017 12:50:00 AM, Blogger Therisa's World said...

But, death takes many forms, Jim, not all of them, happen, in the physical form. In this lifetime, I have been born (as a male and a female) and died (as a male) once. Besides, you really want to take that rusting out hunk of metal that you call a car, from the 1990s, with you, when the final death arrives?

At Wednesday, May 03, 2017 3:20:00 AM, Blogger brudberg said...

Maybe fortune is so much more than wealth... at the end you will not be aware at your funeral service.

At Wednesday, May 03, 2017 3:53:00 AM, Blogger Vanessa Victoria Kilmer said...

I should have married rich.

At Wednesday, May 03, 2017 5:10:00 AM, Blogger Paul John Dear said...

Interesting meditation Jim.

At Wednesday, May 03, 2017 5:16:00 AM, Blogger Marian said...

Good thing I have not amassed a fortune, then!

At Wednesday, May 03, 2017 7:08:00 AM, Blogger Rosemary Nissen-Wade said...

I expect you're right.

At Wednesday, May 03, 2017 11:23:00 AM, Blogger Frank Hubeny said...

I liked the lines about being free from debt till death when the "cookie's crumbled".

At Wednesday, May 03, 2017 11:24:00 AM, Blogger Sanaa Rizvi said...

I believe you're right!


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