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I Have Turned Young

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ethome
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0 posted 04-29-2001 11:39 AM       View Profile for ethome   Email ethome   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to Submit your Poem to Passions   Click to visit ethome's Home Page   View IP for ethome

                     Now that I have turned young..
                                  when will
                              that Justason girl's
                                Married time,
                           allow her to ever kiss me?
                                 Never caring
                            that the clock still ticks...
                    because lust was filling her budding breasts,
                             when our lips locked.

                                But I do admit,
                  that even though the time has gone plumb crazy..
                         the BELL OF Youth does ring.

                             Why then would I admit
                                 that I am old?
                            Here musing in the office
                              with my coffee black,
                              steaming in my hand.
                                  Blue-eyed.
                                Behind glasses,
                        thinking thoughts of daring romps.
                             Dyed salt-rooted hair.
                             Making an impression,
                        upon old friends I chance to meet..

                              I have turned young!


                                 Eric True
                             ~ Author's Comments ~
     For a friend that has been acting so silly this way (mid-life crises?)...now I've just got to get him to read this.

The role of poetry is to utter the un-utterable; to open up
spaces of consciousness and resistance; to language oppressions; to
re-language historie

© Copyright 2001 Eric Lewis True - All Rights Reserved
Paula Finn
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1 posted 04-29-2001 11:43 AM       View Profile for Paula Finn   Email Paula Finn   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Paula Finn

Oh hon LOL this is too cute...and psssttttt...no one could ever mistake you for old...too much IMAGINATION for that...but we all need to get a little crazy sometimes...dont ya think?
Sunshine
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2 posted 04-29-2001 11:56 AM       View Profile for Sunshine   Email Sunshine   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Sunshine's Home Page   View IP for Sunshine

Ah Ethome, if we keep this at the top, will that help?

Excellent...but tell your friend, it doesn't only happen to men...

and therein lies the miracle...
Janet Marie
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3 posted 04-29-2001 12:08 PM       View Profile for Janet Marie   Email Janet Marie   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Janet Marie


                                 Never caring
                            that the clock still ticks...
                    because lust was filling her budding breasts,
                             when our lips locked.
====================

                            Here musing in the office
                              with my coffee black,
                              steaming in my hand.
                                  Blue-eyed.
                                Behind glasses,
                        thinking thoughts of daring romps.
                             Dyed salt-rooted hair.
                             Making an impression,
                        upon old friends I chance to meet..
=======================

I knew this couldnt be about you even before I read your note....
for YOU will age like fine wine...getting better with time...
like a classic tune ... like the wise man in the moon  
loved the imagery and wit in this E-babes...
very cool...let your friend act the fool  
me

There are two lasting bequests
that we can hope to instill in our children
one is roots ...
the other ... wings.

Secret Whisper
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Through the Looking Glass


4 posted 04-29-2001 12:33 PM       View Profile for Secret Whisper   Email Secret Whisper   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Secret Whisper

What a wonderful piece. I complement you sincerely.

"I am not alive enough to kill myself." - Mary Ipal

Martie
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5 posted 04-29-2001 01:17 PM       View Profile for Martie   Email Martie   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Martie's Home Page   View IP for Martie

Ethome--I have seen the clock do just this thing...taking me back and forth..playing with my desire and making it seem so young. Wonderful write, Eric!!
ethome
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6 posted 04-29-2001 01:46 PM       View Profile for ethome   Email ethome   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit ethome's Home Page   View IP for ethome

Thank Paula I'm glad I tickled your fancy However, the poem really isn't about me honest!!  Thanks for the reply.

Thank you Karilea and I know what you mean as I've seen it happen to women also.

Well Janet thanks for the aging like wine comment. Glad you could tell it wasn't about me and after watching him it will certainly encourage me not to ever be that way.

Thanks Secret I appreciate the comment and compliment!

Martie it happenes but some carry the joke too far. However, none of us wants to get old but guess what!  Thanks Martie!

The role of poetry is to utter the un-utterable; to open up
spaces of consciousness and resistance; to language oppressions; to
re-language historie

inot2B
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7 posted 04-30-2001 09:46 AM       View Profile for inot2B   Email inot2B   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for inot2B

Remind your friend that saying, "There's no fool like an old fool".
Heck tell him to go buy a sports car. It will be cheaper in the long run, than a trophy girlfriend.
Yes us mature women see mature men out with young women and laugh, cause we know she'll only keep him around while there is money available.
ethome
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8 posted 05-01-2001 05:00 PM       View Profile for ethome   Email ethome   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit ethome's Home Page   View IP for ethome

True enough inot2B and then they'll be long gone.......he's acting silly!    Thanks for your input....much appreciated!

The role of poetry is to utter the un-utterable; to open up
spaces of consciousness and resistance; to language oppressions; to
re-language historie

Paula Finn
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9 posted 05-03-2001 04:24 AM       View Profile for Paula Finn   Email Paula Finn   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Paula Finn

I know it wasnt you...I was being nice   and LOL tickle my fancy? That sets the imagination loose again  
ethome
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10 posted 04-20-2006 07:21 AM       View Profile for ethome   Email ethome   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit ethome's Home Page   View IP for ethome

He he thank ya Paula!
 
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