Tom Arnone Poet Sonnet

Age and Flow

If I had to recount a range for pure,
If would be womb to birth to sixteen years.
Aglow with vigor on a virgin shore --
Of first-love hugs and superhuman tears.

Fearless and careless of body and mind,
A known contradiction, a youthful show.
But, age spins quickly to the daily grind --
And, feelings reverse as we age and flow.

Gray and grown with painful inflammation.
Nothing to fear from a senior mind-prism.
Protesting every new deformation --
The paradox of youth versus wisdom.

Young, infinite, bliss, immortality --
Lost in mature, moonless normality.

August 23, 2016
Which Of The Four Would You Choose - Poetry Contest

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Andrea Dietrich September 27, 2016 at 3:14 PM I keep clicking on poems I have read. Can you think of some I have not seen yet? Let me know, ok!! Tom Arnone September 27, 2016 at 10:01 PM Surprise me, Andrea. ;-)

Sara Kendrick September 23, 2016 at 3:01 PM I agree age of youth has its good points but old age has some good ones as well..I enjoyed reading this one..Thanks for participating in my contest..Sara Sara Kendrick September 23, 2016 at 3:03 PM Cute, note on your poem..I hope that the mosquito bite didn't cause Lyme Disease..LOL..Sara

Sandra Haight September 11, 2016 at 7:28 PM I enjoyed your well-written Sonnet, Tom, and the paradox you present. It made me think of an old saying, "Youth is wasted on the young"! This should do well in Sara's contest, and best wishes! Sandra Tom Arnone September 11, 2016 at 7:59 PM Thank you, Sandra. :-)

Laura Leiser August 28, 2016 at 4:30 PM Ingenious sonnet about aging, Tom! Of course you are not that old, lol :) Tom Arnone August 28, 2016 at 5:04 PM Of course, Laura. ;-)

Andrea Dietrich August 25, 2016 at 7:57 PM oh, yes, those last two lines really sum it up. I have written on that same topic, just with different words. Great job here, Tom. I started this contest and can't remember where i put the dang poem!! Tom Arnone August 25, 2016 at 8:53 PM You'll find it -- a winner, as most of your poems, for sure! :-)

Janice Canerdy August 25, 2016 at 4:10 PM A 7 for this well-written, reflective sonnet, Tom. Janice Tom Arnone August 25, 2016 at 4:20 PM Appreciate that lucky 7, Janice! :-)

Tom Quigley August 24, 2016 at 8:30 PM Great write! Brought me back for sure. Tom Arnone August 24, 2016 at 8:40 PM Brought you back from where? ;-) Thanks, Tom!

Carrie Richards August 23, 2016 at 7:49 PM You summed it up perfectly! Youth is bliss, ..... because we never believed in mortality !! Mature normality... dissolves the myth !! Darn it !! Tom Arnone August 23, 2016 at 8:06 PM Yea, well, let's try to live as young and as long as we can. "Do not go gentle into that good nigbt." -- Dylan Thomas (1914 - 1953)

John Fleming August 23, 2016 at 4:50 PM Mind you there are benefits to being in a state of advancing years...Just cannot think of any off hand - Ah well! Lol... My best regards, Tom. :) john Tom Arnone August 23, 2016 at 4:55 PM Thanks, John. Let me know when you recall those benefits. ;-)

Charlie Smith August 23, 2016 at 4:07 PM Damn that senior mind-prism...full speed ahead. Charlie Smith August 23, 2016 at 7:41 PM I forgot, let me read it again... Tom Arnone August 23, 2016 at 5:02 PM Charlie, does that mean you like it, or you're having a mind-prism moment? ;-)