Oh, time, it is you who have taken my youth and exchanged it with the hunched back.. Have I offended you that you leave me with this old wooden cane? Has my foolish days under the sun wearied your timeless eyes? Every year you tried to teach me wisdom Every day you called from afar Every hour the clock kept ticking Every minute I pondered what might be And at the last second.. time is no more~
Very nicely written cafetwo.I too feel the burden of aging. Time flies by to quickly.
cafetwo2010OPHarford county, Maryland USAOct 27, 2012
Thank you snowytop..' Everything's cool. I don't have the cane yet. Your poems are most creative. Been to busy lately to read much and a lot of great poems out there to catch up on.
windyweatherlySan Francisco, California USAOct 27, 2012
M dear Jim, this is most profound. The calling that is inevitable. The arrival of the collection of our age. Yet we take our time of youth for granted sometimes. Right now while we can still breath easy and time's heavy shadow is a little beyond yet, let us rejoice and when it comes, we just have to think of the past that gave us so much enerfy and exuberance...
poppyredsydney, New South Wales AustraliaOct 28, 2012
Like this too Cafetwo.Sometimes I feel its just an illusion. What is it after all. Can we touch it? We most certainly see it.A passage.Oooops you have me in deep thought now.Floating down the memory lane of time gone by.And looking ahead to the gentle sway of a river as it it unfolds ahead before my eyes.Forget the wrinkles and the cane Cafetwo.dont become involved in that.they are just the surface of a journey lived.I believe the journey never ends.The pathway changes but never the journey.Your poetry is special.I like stepping onto your pathways
niah9Auckland, New ZealandOct 29, 2012
Fate....and the future can be scary, so we must do our best to ensure we are prepared, but I doubt that is really possible. It is how we deal with it......Provoking write Cafe.....Kathy
cafetwo2010OPHarford county, Maryland USANov 2, 2012
Oh, dear poets. My love for you is beyond measure...........
Hi, cafetwo2010, Every minute I pondered what might be... Just wondering, is that the best use of time? On the other hand, I suppose that much wisdom can be gleaned from those foolish days under the sun... Thanks for sharing.
This poem is lovely Cafe - by the way, whenever I see your name here I feel like ordering 'Two coffees please'! (Just thought I'd share that piece of silliness with you) Do you really think this way or are you just imagining how it would feel to do so?
Odette67Penrith, Cumbria, England UKNov 6, 2012
cafetwo2010 Baltimore, District of Columbia USA Fri Nov 2, 2012 8:58 PM GMT Oh, dear poets. My love for you is beyond measure...........
Dearest Cafe,
I miss you..I miss your humour.
EarlgreyteaLimassol, CyprusNov 8, 2012
wow! loved it! classic write from a classic mind...
FellsmanLake District, Cumbria, England UKNov 8, 2012
Hi cafe
These days you are a rarer sight than a pork chop in a synagogue, it's good to see you gracing PC from time-to-time with your unique style of verse...
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Very nicely written cafetwo.I too feel the
burden of aging. Time flies by to quickly.
Thanks for sharing my dear Jim...
It is how we deal with it......Provoking write Cafe.....Kathy
Every minute I pondered what might be... Just wondering, is that the best use of time? On the other hand, I suppose that much wisdom can be gleaned from those foolish days under the sun... Thanks for sharing.
(Just thought I'd share that piece of silliness with you)
Do you really think this way or are you just imagining how it would feel to do so?
Fri Nov 2, 2012 8:58 PM GMT
Oh, dear poets. My love for you is beyond measure...........
Dearest Cafe,
I miss you..I miss your humour.
These days you are a rarer sight than a pork chop in a synagogue, it's good to see you gracing PC from time-to-time with your unique style of verse...
Best wishes
Bill