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Purple Flowers of my Adolescence

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Purple Flowers of my Adolescence

     Purple flowers of my 
   Gone now - gone forever
  Outside my window 
young girls play hopscotch
Taxis whizz by 
Young lovers embrace
   Getting lost in the humming metoroplis 
is a good way to eliminate angst
The biblical three score and ten years
is not that felxible
    Purple flowers of my adolescense
Gone now - gone foerver
   Still I see images of them at times
in the eyes of certain strangers

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  1. Date: 3/14/2013 3:07:00 PM
    Memories,, I really like the last line, images in the eyes of stranger ;} thanks for reading my haiku six, when I first learn haiku, I was always reminded of the Asian 5- 7 5.

  1. Date: 12/8/2012 4:53:00 PM
    Well Mathew this really brings the sharp Focus of your early life to the fore; brillant piece Here..!

  1. Date: 11/25/2012 5:32:00 PM
    An amazing poem, Matthew - what a vivid picturization of adolscence calling it purple flowers.The poem is a mirror of your talent. Thanks for your admiration of my Tanka The Candle. I mean shaded by my passion against the winds of adversities. I'll surely edit the poem for greater clarity within the limitation of syllables allowable. -Mohammad

  1. Date: 11/24/2012 7:19:00 PM
    Love...great write!

  1. Date: 11/24/2012 8:59:00 AM
    this is one of your best poems ever. I love the personal touch, matt. a FAVE

  1. Date: 11/23/2012 6:44:00 AM
    Dear Matthew - this is indeed touching. I especially love the last two lines. We are the lucky ones who can remember.

  1. Date: 11/21/2012 5:14:00 PM
    ....gone are the innocent years, time doesn't hold still for anyone...nice poem, the title drew me in, your words kept me captivated!

  1. Date: 11/21/2012 10:57:00 AM
    great write Matthew,but lets change the hands of time,its never too late for a shower of rain,sometimes its not about being flexible its about being happy