Benjamin Posted February 26, 2014 Share Posted February 26, 2014 Reluctantly, I see the light of my diminishing days reflected in your eyes. With prophesies I cannot change, that would steal our time away. But our kites soar up from common ground to marvel at the trees; where cherry blossom and laburnum lay carpets into Spring. And our land of make believe where you're not young and I am not old will always be with you. Though I wonder at the things you'll see and places I can't go. For the surge and thunder of future rules the order of our days. And life's temple reaches out to us, so for a while we pray. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
dcmarti1 Posted February 26, 2014 Share Posted February 26, 2014 where you're not young and I am not old ... life's temple reaches out to us, Really liked those! Like a revelatory "a-ha!" moment. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
fdelano Posted February 26, 2014 Share Posted February 26, 2014 Like finding a diamond in the rough. Filled with emotion and reality simultaneously. Emotional but thoughtful work, Geoff. Thank you. Paco Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Benjamin Posted February 27, 2014 Author Share Posted February 27, 2014 I wrote these lines for my now 8yr old grandson with whom I spend much time. Perhaps he will grow to understand the beauty of words and the value of love. Laburnam: (or Golden Chain).. a beautiful tree yet it is entirely poisonous and contrasts in early Spring with the (usually) ornate and benign cherry blossom. G. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
douglas Posted March 1, 2014 Share Posted March 1, 2014 This poem spoke to me on many levels and I think it is beautifully observed and expressed. Quote To receive love, you have to give it... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
dr_con Posted March 3, 2014 Share Posted March 3, 2014 A wondrous poem of aging- rather brilliant and sure to be appreciated by your grandson when older after all he is genetically related to your keen observations and insight! ;-) Juris Quote thegateless.org Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
tonyv Posted April 14, 2014 Share Posted April 14, 2014 I caught it, too -- where you're not young and I am not old rises above the author's intent and becomes the voice of a more universal speaker. It gives the poem a wide appeal. Quote Here is a link to an index of my works on this site: tonyv's Member Archive topic Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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