The Clone Poem by Glenn Anderson
The Clone
I dreamed I met the clone of me—
A younger version far—
I thought to warn him of the way
That he must travel day by day
And where some dangers are.
He deemed himself too wise and free
To need my guiding hand.
As I, in youth, wise counsel scorned,
He now ignored all he was warned
To heed and understand.
Thus, I suppose a clone must be
A clone in every way.
My clone shall very likely make
Each asinine and dumb mistake
That led me to today!
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RGA Jan 2001
i just reread it and like it even better than the first time. and i noticed the intricacy of the rhyming this time as well. of course they say that clones do not necessary behave the same as their father/mother figure, but it makes for a clever story.
A clone must be a clone, thanks. I invite you to read my poems and comment.
i wish i could find my clone. another great poem, sir. i wonder how old you are etc. ever consider putting some information about yourself, other than perhaps in your poems, on this site? bri
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/18/2024 10:13:41 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Glenn, i am putting this poem into my/our July 2017's 'showcase for and by PH poets'. this collection of poems can be found on my PH site by searching my poems for July 2017's. thanks! bri ;)