Monday, March 21, 2011

when you are young

when you are young
and full of poetry

when time is but
a fancy and death
an ironic inspiration


when idle moments
pass into idle years

and you are tested with
a sea of yesterdays


you will sit
and you will wonder

at how everything
that
is

now was

3 comments:

spiraljetty said...

I love this poem. To me its about hope for the future and not knowing about your present. Its about gaining awareness. Very nice.

Unknown said...

Really enjoyed this! Speaks to what it is truly like to be a child. Maybe a little choppy with the format gave it a slightly different read.

Shane Levene said...

I love animal poems and this is one of the greatest I've come across. I love the line about 'his thick shagpile bile'. I thought that was just genius. And ending on the word 'is'... well, I'm not sure that has ever been done before.

Now Was, you are a true wizard of verse... the Harry Potter of poetry, if I may be so bold?

Brilliant, just mindblowingly brilliant... Thank you! X