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August Sun

it was late august afternoon
gleefully the sun glistened
the birds performing all in tune
i stopped and restfully listened
cast my troubles far behind
vacating turmoil brood internal
it was my current state of mind
believing youth to be eternal



AP: Honorable Mention 2020
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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Krutsinger Avatar
March 8, 2020 at 5:04 AM
I always thought youth was eternal until last May. Now I kind of know better, but I am still bucking it.
Gauthier Avatar
March 8, 2020 at 6:29 AM
LOL Don't stop bucking it, Caren.
Achilles Avatar
March 5, 2020 at 5:55 AM
words that make one think- great philosophy- Regards, Julie
Gauthier Avatar
March 5, 2020 at 7:19 AM
Thanks for your lovely visit and comment, Julie.
Wolf Avatar
March 4, 2020 at 8:17 PM
You are the philosopher-princess lately.... I was wondering about that 'August' in the title. Cheers, Gershon
Gauthier Avatar
March 4, 2020 at 8:30 PM
Thanks, Gershon. Why wait till spring!? LOL
Sands Avatar
March 4, 2020 at 4:17 PM
This was a nice break for my mind. Lovely :)
Gauthier Avatar
March 4, 2020 at 5:49 PM
Thanks for your lovely visit and comment, Heidi.
Bauer Avatar
March 4, 2020 at 3:34 PM
ah, yes! didn't we all believe that? great poem, line - i love the way you've used rhyme...
Gauthier Avatar
March 4, 2020 at 5:54 PM
Thanks for your lovely visit and compliment, Ilene.
Romios Avatar
March 4, 2020 at 3:25 PM
Youth is not eternal )) I remember being 7~ saying "I will never grow old."In a greater sense, I never have.! Meaning I have maintained my intellectual freedom and life choices. The body is another matter. Like flowers, we bloom, wither and one day,disappear to another form. Any way..your poem is well written and provokes thought. Panagiota xx
Gauthier Avatar
March 4, 2020 at 6:30 PM
Thanks, Panagiota. As you have figured out, it's how we feel that counts. Thanks for your lovely visit and comment.
Dietrich Avatar
March 4, 2020 at 3:20 PM
hope and the desire to by young again, both spring eternal for ME. I remember August days sun worshiping. I don't do it any more. Miss those days though. Great reflective poem, Line.
Gauthier Avatar
March 4, 2020 at 6:30 PM
Thanks for your most appreciated visit and comment, Andrea.
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