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Lets Do It Over

Contributed by softerware on Friday, 23rd December 2016 @ 08:10:13 AM in AEST
Topic: insomniac



The magic of children is in their denying;
(Youth doesnt know that it is defying;
Knots that will take a lifetime untying).

Children own nothing, so what is their worth?
Are they mere expectations we launched at their birth?

Given the gift of an unwritten slate;
To write what they wish, before its too late.
They all speak their minds, unfettered and free;
Cloaked in convictions of how things should be.

Beneath their bravado a child lies uncertain;
Powerless, hiding behind egos curtain!

Youth owes to no one! And no one owes you!
No debts (and no leverage to make dreams come true).
Only when laden with trade-offs and barters;
Can you negotiate uncharted waters!

Absent of scars from the marks of lifes battles;
Beauty is all youth can offer as chattel.
Yet somehow it senses that beauty will fade;
And chooses sides quickly before the charade;
Of eternal perfection begins to degrade.

Absent of failures, how can it know;
What it should choose, without waiting to grow!
(And waiting leaves terrible etchings that show!)

Given a choice , would you rather stay;
Here with your wisdom in tattle tale grey?
Or take back your youth and lose all you know;
Hoping to reap so much more than you sow?

Considering that life is a series of chances;
I would not trust that the same circumstances;
Might offer options unnoticed before;
(As luck would have it, Id choose the same doors!)

So let me ask ,would you take your youth back?
On the chance that you might not come out in the black?

Yes for the one with no doubts of improving;
No to the one with too much to risk losing;
Perhaps life is wiser than most of us think;
To have written our fates in indelible ink!




Copyright © softerware ... [ 2016-12-23 08:10:13]
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Re: Lets Do It Over (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Friday, 23rd December 2016 @ 10:32:16 PM AEST
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critical bits and pieces here:
first, under the topic of insomniac poetry
Yes, I wake each night at three AM
I wish it would be a communal thing/
you know, get out of bed, read a book
or venture out into the night to perhaps
bump into another person whose slumber
has changed - a meet and greet so to speak.

The young, yes indeed, we go through
this, most of it retarded memory mixed
with important pieces, a vast array
of being unsure, me, I remember walking
down the hall in high school asking a teacher
something in muffled voice, speak louder
they said, making me feel completely
self conscious about myself, more than
I already was.

Beauty was to me as a child an impossible
imperfection, I did not see beauty as it
truly did exist. I thought somehow beauty was always
only a intention, the beauty in a proverb is
you have to understand the meaning of the proverb
I only later found out.

Life is a rolling river truly, it rushes
by gravity down over rock and takes everything
with it after a real hard rain, then it becomes
like a tranquil paradise for a time, and once in
a while it totally seems to freeze up or become
all dried up and people change at any age
or they just do not because they seem
motionless because of personal scars
which run deep and seem to characterize
who they are.

Who they are
What they are
this is the missing ingredient
does not matter the age

So I wake up at Three AM
each night like any normal
insomniac my age just might

And I am happy to say
That I am happy to read
this wonderful poem

about doing it all over again
because that is at the essence
of clarity to ones soul

Peace!



Re: Lets Do It Over (User Rating: 1 )
by JamesStockdale on Sunday, 25th December 2016 @ 08:32:08 AM AEST
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Much to think about here and beautifully expressed.
Many of us weren/'/t so happy then and not so happy now. I guess if your life has been spectacular and free of pain and grief it may be worth giving it a go one more time. I understand that is not the gist but it makes you think. As usual another superb write.


Re: Lets Do It Over (User Rating: 1 )
by Invierno on Friday, 30th December 2016 @ 07:24:51 PM AEST
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Such perfection here:
"Youth doesn’t know that it is defying;
Knots that will take a lifetime untying"

Wisdom that only comes with years and perspective.

Again, (twice in one night), I thank you. Your balance of content and style is unparalleled on this entire site.

Mike


Re: Lets Do It Over (User Rating: 1 )
by hauntedscorp on Saturday, 31st December 2016 @ 11:03:29 AM AEST
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You are on fire, lady!!!

Does your muse ever allow you to sleep? Your poetry is always food for thought. Thanks for being here.


~Scorp


Re: Lets Do It Over (User Rating: 1 )
by alicewhite on Saturday, 25th February 2017 @ 04:33:13 PM AEST
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Your mind is a fountain of knowledge and wisdom, I am in aw , I/'/d love for someone like you to be my mentor x




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