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This is a combination of two poems, one which I wrote in 1965 (when I was 17) and one which was written in 2014, but of parallel conceptions. Also this an example of what I would like for my latest contest. The primary poem and the secondary poem, and though 50 years apart they still have something in common and create (I think) interesting thoughts? See how you can read each (if you like) on its own.
This place where once a stoney throne once held
such dreams that only young minds can conceive
and where the child within myself once dwelled
with innocence so pure I could believe.
(This rock was here when I was small)
Yet now this debutant sits here again,
(I used to sit on it, my own little throne)
no magic nor a knave at beckon call,
(but now a shrub has grown)
and wonders where it all begins and ends
(and I have to push it back)
like our words in chalk were carefully scrawled.
(to see my make-believe world) -
Though even in the rains they're washed away,
(funny what sophistication does).
they owned a place in time when we were free,
and here forever's where my heart will stay
and welcome all of time to share with me.
So, I will dwell here longer in my lair -
for all eternity my life prepares ...
From my poems Distant Thoughts posted and written in May 2014
and my poem Sophistication posted in 2012 but written in 1965.