Open Poetry #14 |
Great Grandpa |
Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Great Grandpa I’ve reached the stage of great grandpa A distance that to some seems far But time is such a funny thing It seems to me I still smell spring. As sands pass through the hourglass It shows a difference in the mass. But mind is such a funny thing My youthful thoughts remain and cling. To me I never think of old More often thoughts remain quite bold. There seems to me unending schemes That ever sails romantic dreams. And though I’ve slowed in heresy I have not slowed in fantasy. I wile away the last of hours Like a lotus still in flower And pay no heed to papacy My reach is ever ecstasy. |
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Titia Geertman Member Ascendant
since 2001-05-07
Posts 5182Netherlands |
Yes, you're right, we only are as old as we feel and some of us will never grow up. Titia |
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Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
and your ecstasy is growing....Congratulations, Sy! |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
I’ve reached the stage of great grandpa A distance that to some seems far But time is such a funny thing It seems to me I still smell spring. As sands pass through the hourglass It shows a difference in the mass. ============================ To me I never think of old More often thoughts remain quite bold. There seems to me unending schemes That ever sails romantic dreams. =============================== And pay no heed to papacy My reach is ever ecstasy. ============================== You are great ... and you are grand proof here ... with pen in hand I cant think ... of a cooler grandpa the things you can teach ... pass on the awe Ive said it before ... I'll say it many a time Never old,just better ... aging divine like a fine wine. ~~~~~~~~ Oh how I adore this poem... and the poet who wrote it *winkiewinkie* me We wish ourselves beautiful, |
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2dalimit Member Elite
since 2000-02-08
Posts 2228Mississippi coast |
I'm not great, just grand. But I feel the same, I understand. Melton |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Titia, You are so right, thank you. Sunshine, Thank you sweet. *L* JM You are my butterfly, my firefly and tinker bell all rolled in one. Without you this place would loose half its fun. Believe me when I say your colors are extreme. And every time you fly about you bring to me a dream. Winkiewinkie Stinky |
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Elizabeth Santos Member Rara Avis
since 1999-11-08
Posts 9269Pennsylvania |
Sy, What a perfect self portrait you paint. I agree with every line and congratulate you on the birth of a new generation. How wonderful! Liz |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Elizabeth, I thank you more then words can grace. To me you own a special place. Love Sy |
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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
What a delightful poem... I must agree with JM... without knowing anything whatsoever about your family life or paternity, we can vouch that you are great and you are grand! *S* Congrats, dear Seymour... and thank you for both the wisdom you share so beautifully and the heart that remains forever young no matter how many pages are turned on the calendar. *S* |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Seymour~ Congratulations, GreatGrandpa ! ! In younger days, an artful dodger Time caught up with him one day Made him GRAND in every way Sprinkled kisses on his cheeky Tamed his Randy with hide-n-seeky Gave him a lap where babe could lay Wrapped his heart in child-like play Special memories in GreatGramps kiss With lullabies sung in sweetest bliss Others may have moments such as these But none as GRAND as his GREAT squeeze Of all the pleasures to be known None as sweet - as a Great Grandpa of my own ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ |
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