Time
creeps up on us the older we grow
Bent
and wizened like an ancient oak tree,
Grasping
the future all those years ago
The
golden ole days seem the place to be.
A
song on the radio from yesteryear
Long
summer days drenched in the sun,
Wistful
memories and lives without fear
A
night out with friends having so much fun.
Now
What
if the past was turned upside down
What
if the future was flipped all around?
Would
we still yearn for the good ole days
And
not look back in a rose tinted haze.
So
How would
we welcome the oncoming past?
With
Imminent
conflicts, other people’s wars
A
time long before the smart mobile phone,
No Wi
Fi or texting so how would we cope
No
long haul travel holidaying at home.
And
The 1970’s a decade
of strikes
Fuelling an era of
dissent,
Skyward inflation
with many price hikes
Bitter was the
winter of discontent.
But
What if we enjoyed
the here and now?
What if looked on with
a little less haste,
What if we’re more forgiving
to others?
Live for the moment
in a calmer place.
© Copyright Julian Clarke 2016
I think that we often forget that the good ol' days were the days when we still were young. That could be true rose that tint our glasses wishing for what's passed.
ReplyDeleteWhat if we "live for the moment in a calmer place." That is the secret, Julian, and thank you for putting it so beautifully, so one stops and recognizes the truth in it. In such stressful times, that is the best thing we can do.
ReplyDeleteYup, I'm with you all the way here, Julian - well developed towards your close...
ReplyDeleteHmmm, not sure my comment went through. I do remember days in the sun when I look back. I likely wasnt as tuned in to the political scene then as I am now.........and I love your sage advice to "Live for the moment in a calmer place." Very wise. Thanks, Julian.
ReplyDeleteSounds good to me. Hey, light a seasonal candle for your gift. :)
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Good message here. Usually I am able to do this. We have only one 'here' and only one 'now. I am going to try harder to appreciate them! Thank you for this poem. Have a happy holiday, and hope to see you in the new year.
ReplyDeleteThe ending is perfect time is now, even though it is fun to travel back now and then. I think we as humans tend to have selective memories. Sometimes, we forget about the harsh realities of the past.
ReplyDeleteOnce again, your facility with rhyme has blown me away! An interesting piece and a pleasure to read.
ReplyDelete"Live for the moment in a calmer place." Wise counsel, Julian (though I suspect that advice may be a tad easier to adhere to, in the idyllic Guernsey countryside than in the high rise concrete canyons of Vancouver ... Lucky You ... smiles.)
You raise very interesting questions!
ReplyDelete"What if we’re more forgiving to others?" aha...the essence of life...& peace guaranteed...
ReplyDeleteExcellent! Definitely one of your best, Julian.
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