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A Man in a Room, and other poems - 27. youth

...the final batch.

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Poem No. 76

 

Lust looks not with the mind but with the eyes,

It is ever thus wrapped in Mortal lies.

 

 

Poem No. 77

 

Forty-four years after the dictators changed

a miraculous thing happened in one particular land.

Oppression overthrown and thinking again condoned,

in Romania, records were dusted off, ones that survived,

Ones made for this day, were heard on the radio.

In the year of the eighth decade, people could hardly believe

That their radios played Christmas music again.

 

For the first time in forty-four years, the words

Peace on Earth, Good Will Towards Men

Meant something more than a dream.

 

 

Poem No. 78

 

How sweet the chance of youth,

how sad the day it's done

When you come to the truth

that men from children have sprung.

Knowing full well what they are

has to do with who they've been.

 

 

Poem No. 79

 

to wake from a dream and see it gone

to be young is to believe all is possible

and how sweet the chance to dream

 

 

Poem No. 80

 

Youth is knowing the world is yours –

Age is realizing what we take from kids.

 

 


 

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Mikiesboy

76: oh, i've learned much about love, lust/sex. Most especially that there is room in the heart for much love, and lust/sex is not remotely love.  But if you can get the combination right ... it's incredible.

77: So much hope in this piece ... but does it still hold today?

78: So true this one. We are the product of our youth, to some extent.

79: i am smiling because the author in a couple of poems here seems to think his dreams may stop because he's getting older. i'm glad to say, that youth.. is only just the beginning. Age brings the opportunity to look back, and if you have some brains, to learn.

80: this one made me sad.  what we take from kids... perhaps what we learn from them, or should learn and remember.  Like how to play properly in the sand box, and how to share.

 

Wonderful.. all of these AC.  Thank you for posting them. xoox

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24 minutes ago, Mikiesboy said:

76: oh, i've learned much about love, lust/sex. Most especially that there is room in the heart for much love, and lust/sex is not remotely love.  But if you can get the combination right ... it's incredible.

77: So much hope in this piece ... but does it still hold today?

78: So true this one. We are the product of our youth, to some extent.

79: i am smiling because the author in a couple of poems here seems to think his dreams may stop because he's getting older. i'm glad to say, that youth.. is only just the beginning. Age brings the opportunity to look back, and if you have some brains, to learn.

80: this one made me sad.  what we take from kids... perhaps what we learn from them, or should learn and remember.  Like how to play properly in the sand box, and how to share.

 

Wonderful.. all of these AC.  Thank you for posting them. xoox

Thanks, Tim. With No. 80 specifically, reading your comment made me think of gun violence in school. The adults' obsession and paranoia about their 'rights being taken away' has resulted in a nuttso, Bizzaro-land America where kids take their parents' gun to school and kill. It's been that way for 20 years now, since Englewood, and big business had stood in the way of democracy every chance some sanity seems just on the horizon. 

 

Now, is that not a great illustration of how age robs the innocent...? 

 

(sorry. I know this is a bummer, but the way things are now seems to make a great comparison to what the youthful me was trying to get at in the poem) 

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4 minutes ago, AC Benus said:

Thanks, Tim. With No. 80 specifically, reading your comment made me think of gun violence in school. The adults' obsession and paranoia about their 'rights being taken away' has resulted in a nuttso, Bizzaro-land America where kids take their parents' gun to school and kill. It's been that way for 20 years now, since Englewood, and big business had stood in the way of democracy every chance some sanity seems just on the horizon. 

 

Now, is that not a great illustration of how age robs the innocent...? 

 

(sorry. I know this is a bummer, but the way things are now seems to make a great comparison to what the youthful me was trying to get at in the poem) 

i see what you mean AC. And yes, it's a perfect example. 

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1 hour ago, Mikiesboy said:

Most especially that there is room in the heart for much love, and lust/sex is not remotely love.  But if you can get the combination right ... it's incredible.

This... So very true... 

 

1 hour ago, AC Benus said:

 

Now, is that not a great illustration of how age robs the innocent...? 

 Hmm.... 

I think, in #79.. That we wake and our dreams are gone, gives such gravitas to #80 and to your point, age robs the innocent.. (I hope my thinking translates) 🙂

Wonderful and compelling poems AC.. I am of the same mind as tim about # 79. It took me a while, but I realized my dreams didn’t have to die because I was suddenly older. 

 

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On 6/2/2018 at 8:49 PM, MichaelS36 said:

A wonderful grouping AC. We think our elders have no dreams, or are too old. I think the only things that stops our dreams and desires is death quite frankly. Great stuff AC.

You are very correct, Mike. Time to Youth seems immense,  while to Age it's fleeting but dreams remain unchanged, beyond the law of relativity. Thank you   

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