Mistakes? I’ve Made a Few

One of the chief advantages of writing in your sixties is that you’ve not already spouted a bunch of printed “pronouncements” you have to retract. You still eat crow…just not so much you choke on it. Most of my misstatements and missteps have gone unrecorded anywhere else but in my memory and that of innocent bystanders. At the same time I would say to my younger brothers and sisters, “Don’t be afraid to take risks and make mistakes.”

I’ve learned that one gains wisdom from the experiences of life, especially the mistakes.

Anonymous

   From time to time I will be posting material from the most prolific author of all time, Anonymous. Many organizations have been named after him. I know Anonymous must be male because who would give their daughter such a name? People often give money and stuff trying to make it look like the gift came from him. How famous can you get?

There may be more than one person with that moniker.  You know, the person that writes angry/obscene letters using his name? Here’s a little poem in limerick style I wrote especially for this particular Anonymous:

Here’s to the writer, Anonymous,
With trouble his name is synonymous,
His address is unknown,
Never answers his phone,
He won’t say a word to the rest of us.

You might even say he’s quite villainous
The letters he writes somewhat boisterous
He just has one name,
So it’s hard to pin blame,
When Anonymous kicks up a ruckus.

Anonymous is very ubiquitous
Pompous, contentious, cantankerous
This is his description,
But with no fixed location,
His true essence seems quite amorphous.