‘A Reminder to Our Young People’ and Other Poetry by Philip Keefe The Society June 17, 2020 Beauty, Culture, Deconstructing Communism, Poetry 4 Comments A Reminder to Our Young People To say life has no hardship’s to deceive, But trials and tribulations help us grow. Commensurate with giving we receive, Reward reflects the effort that we show. Existence without challenge would be bland, Though it may seem desirable to some. Responsibility goes hand in hand With man becoming all he can become. This chain of life in which we’re each one link Leads back unbroken through primeval days; If they could see what would our forebears think Of present attitudes and modern ways? __And who will live to see our culture mourned __When parenthood’s disdained and family’s scorned? To Honesty To honesty such worth good men attach That every instance of deceit offends; Ill-favored lies truth’s beauty ne’er could match Nor falsity retracted make amends. Once broken, trust like glass will not repair, Nor taint from any liar be dispelled; The stigma of dishonesty he’ll wear While lowly in man’s estimation held. No good man has great trespasses to hide Thus seldom is he tempted to mislead, If it be so, he’ll hear his conscience chide And not the siren call of falsehood heed. __So fortunate the one who learns in youth: __In truth is beauty and in beauty truth. Philip Keefe was born in Wales and educated in England. A sometime carpenter, sailor and song lyricist he is now a naturalized American citizen retired and living in Rockledge, Florida. NOTE: The Society considers this page, where your poetry resides, to be your residence as well, where you may invite family, friends, and others to visit. Feel free to treat this page as your home and remove anyone here who disrespects you. Simply send an email to email@example.com. Put “Remove Comment” in the subject line and list which comments you would like removed. The Society does not endorse any views expressed in individual poems or comments and reserves the right to remove any comments to maintain the decorum of this website and the integrity of the Society. Please see our Comments Policy here. Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to print (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Click to share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window)Click to email this to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) 4 Responses Margaret Coats June 17, 2020 Philip, it is a great pleasure to see these admirable sonnets on education coming from Rockledge, Florida, where I spent the four years of high school. I hope the teachers there today are good ones, but they could hardly surpass the ones I remember. I also hope the river road and the tiny islands are just as lovely as many years ago. In your first sonnet, I’m especially impressed with lines 3 and 4, that teach the importance of “giving” and “effort” in the process of becoming all that one can become. You are quite correct to end that poem with a warning about respect for parents and family. If self-sacrifice is not learned in the family, it can hardly be absorbed at school. In the second sonnet, I first demurred at your bold line, “No good man has great trespasses to hide.” Surely there are good men who overcome great misdeeds in their past–but your point is (I take it), they don’t hide them. They truthfully acknowledge the evil, call it evil and don’t pretend it was good, and if necessary make their repentance public. This is a difficult lesson to learn, but you are quite right that once it is learned, such good men tend to be good leaders. Thanks for your splendid poems! Reply Philip Keefe June 18, 2020 Hello Margaret Thank you for reading my poems and for your comments. I think you understand very well what I was trying to say. As for Rockledge, the pleasant drive along the river is probably pretty much as you would remember it though there are new big houses replacing old ones here and there also they are talking about cutting down some trees which overhang the road dangerously they say. I don’t know about the standard of teaching at the high school as my children attended in Massachusetts years ago. Regards Philip Reply Peter Hartley June 18, 2020 I enjoyed both of these very much, particularly the apposite summings up in their final couplets, of which the Keats paraphrase was spot on. And it is so unusual today to find poetry that is in any way salutary. Philip Keefe June 18, 2020 Peter Hartley Thank you for your generous words. They are much appreciated Philip Keefe Reply Leave a Reply Cancel ReplyYour email address will not be published.CommentName* Email* Website Notify me of follow-up comments by email. Notify me of new posts by email. This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.