How curious it seemed to me,
That there were still students pouring out
Onto that sloping street from the school
Where so much of my formative rage
Had settled like dust and blown away!
Why would anyone still attend?
Those years are long gone- I survived,
Scratched and broken but ardent and true.
How humorous then it seemed
To be startled that places and deeds
Didn’t simply cease to exist when I
Had ceased to exist in them;
And how aware it made me, tragically,
Of the decades that had passed.
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The Best is What You Are Today
Youth is only wasted on the young
Because they’ve nothing to which they can compare
This gift we treasure when we’ve sprung
And rue we’ve done but half of what we dare.
It was the careful rehearsal of blunders
Like a band of many rubber violins
Doomed from conception, errors and wonders
Reflecting in mirrors, in our various skins.
Age is wasted on those who conceal
Each stroke of the brush and colour selection
Clinging to a youth which was never real
As a child to a stolen, forbidden confection.
Today is the best of the days I’ve had yet
For I am neither young nor old, I am all-
At once and nothing; how sweetly met
Is the sunrise upon the earthly sprawl!
~Dedicated to those who have lost the battle against mental illness~
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