A Pocketful of Poesy was and is again a Poem-a-Day(-on-Average) Blog! For 2009, 2010, 2011, 2012, and now for 2017 and going forward, you may expect to see 365 poems every year, 366 for leap years.

but aren't they all random?

Saturday, July 25, 2020

Rules for making up rules

All rules are made-up, partly because
all words are made-up. Partly because
all minds are made up so differently,
that people found out they had to use signs
and symbols, drawn on surfaces or blown
like bubbles of sound in air, and meaning
etched in the wobble and shimmer. They had

to agree on certain things. Gok! means
gok, it does not mean hrauwr. Hrauwr
could mean many things, but gok
is not one of them. We had to decide

that we wanted gok to mean something,
and
it wasn't hrauwr. As a rule,
most people understood this easily. Their
only experience with gok was as it was
taught, and the meaning was plain enough.
Hrauwr was harder to grasp. Some of us

are still arguing about that one. However,
we all mostly agree that hrauwr is bad.
It confuses people and fills them
with discontent and antagonism! How

can hrauwr be good? Yet in some cases,
beautiful exceptions are made. When

we find the one who makes us hrauwr,
and
suddenly it all makes sense. Rules

are made-up. Yet let's be honest,
the best things in life cannot be made
true

by rule. Rules work best
when they are about something
that is not itself made-up.

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