Mike Gentile Poet Iambic Pentameter

Confessions Of A Youngster, At Heart

I swore I’d never let myself get old
           That time and I would always be good friends
It’s all just attitude is what I’m told
               Well, tell that to my broke back as it bends

I swore I’d never go to bed at nine
                 The nightlife that I knew would always be
To dance ’til dawn would always be just fine
                 Well, tell that to my swollen, creaky knee

And yes, I’ll always dress like Brummell, Beau 
                         A tux, a tie to trot around the globe 
Don’t look too hard, you wouldn’t want to know
                             I haven’t left the sofa in my robe

I swore I’d never let my hair go gray
           There’s dye for that and for my mustache too
I guess that’s what I thought back in the day
                      But now a silver fox looks back at you

So in my robe in bed at nine o’clock  
             With aspirin for my aches and pains in hand
I’m happy with my dreams and missing sock
          I’ve had enough damn dancing, ain’t  it grand

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Jan Allison May 8, 2024 at 3:01 PM your hilarious poem made my day Mike -and my advice is to stick with the silver fox look it is soooooo attractive! hugs Jan xx Mike Gentile May 8, 2024 at 4:45 PM If I gave the Queen of limericks a chuckle, then this silver fox is happy indeed, thanks Jan!!

Jennifer Proxenos May 1, 2024 at 4:15 AM Hi Mike, when i was even 45 I thought plenty time to get old, but time creeps on at a fast pace, not waiting for the red light, second by second, we get older from the day we are born, so gave into the idea. Doctors radiologists, gynecologists broken bones, hysterectomy and a multitude more. My husband suffers with his back from time to time . I think , talk and dress younger - within reason of course, so I still have the child within. If I am healthy may God grace me with more years, if not then the Grim Reaper must come for me. Lovely write, creative and enjoyable, Blessings galore Mike, Jennifer, Mike Gentile May 1, 2024 at 5:35 AM Thank you Jennifer and may you and you hubby have many. many more wonderful years! Happy Wednesday

Ink Empress April 23, 2024 at 12:58 AM What a brilliant write this is dear mike. I remember reading this before and thought i left a comment but here we go. You really have written one that’s inspiring and soulful! And i choose to remain young at heart forever, the way youv phrased some lines sound very musical like a song that should be sung! How artistic! Pleasure reading your work always Mike Gentile April 23, 2024 at 3:54 AM Thank you for such a lovey compliment!!

Andrea Dietrich April 14, 2024 at 7:07 PM LOVE this. My kind of poem. Fave. Mike Gentile April 15, 2024 at 12:01 PM Thank you so much Andrea xxoo

Mystic Rose Rose April 12, 2024 at 4:34 PM I have don't a female version of this poem, and I will read them both side by side at the gala, thanks for the inspiration Mike, mine is called, "Confession Of A Woman Young AT Heart " Mike Gentile April 12, 2024 at 7:44 PM Loved it Rose , we’re definitely in the same boat!! Happy Friday xxoo

Silent One April 11, 2024 at 10:08 AM they say the youth is wasted on the young.. this is excellent writing and something many will relate to my friend.. Mike Gentile April 12, 2024 at 5:53 AM Thank you Silent One, while I wanted to write something with a bit of humor, it really is the truth for me and I am still a kid at heart, thankfully!! Happy Friday!!

Victor Buhagiar April 10, 2024 at 2:25 AM I love your poem. That touch of humour made my day. I am afraid of aspirins. In Malta we have Panadols, a safer painkiller and very effective. Now go and search for the other sock :) Mike Gentile April 10, 2024 at 3:48 AM I will do that, thanks Victor!!

Unseeking Seeker April 9, 2024 at 6:33 AM What a delightful poem this is, Mike. No sugar coating, you say it like it is. Enjoyed immensely. Mike Gentile April 9, 2024 at 8:32 AM Thank you so much Seeker!!

Heidi Sands April 9, 2024 at 6:27 AM Great poem with truth that speaks for many of us Mike! Keep up the great writing ! That never gets old :) Mike Gentile April 9, 2024 at 8:31 AM Thank you Heidi xxoo

Vijay Pandit April 9, 2024 at 5:28 AM You speak of us all--the young at heart but aging. A meaningful depiction in your usual refined style, Mike. Excellent write! Mike Gentile April 9, 2024 at 5:52 AM Thank you Vijay!!!

Kim Rodrigues April 9, 2024 at 5:20 AM LOL, we do change indeed! In your robe it’s nine o snooze, you Silver Fox! “ I’ve had enough damn dancing, ain’t it grand.” Age is somewhat liberating. Where everything was a big deal before, it ain’t any big deal now. My youngest grandkid’s nine…so changes are coming. Blessings to you, Mike! Fave! Mike Gentile April 9, 2024 at 5:52 AM Thank you so much Kim xoxo

Mystic Rose Rose April 9, 2024 at 5:03 AM I'm going to read this aloud during my monthly cafe, tomorrow night, and may I read it also at the annual poetry gala I host, your name will be mentioned, a fav, for me, I think I will do a female version of this poem, and read them side by side, :) message me if your interested in reading it yourself. Vie Mike Gentile April 9, 2024 at 5:51 AM Hi Rose, I would be thrilled for you to read it! So glad it resonates with you , have fun xxoo

Tom Cunningham April 9, 2024 at 5:00 AM Funny how our minds stay young but our bodies have other ideas lol. Hope your day is going well Mike. Tom Mike Gentile April 9, 2024 at 5:51 AM Thank you Tom and a happy Tuesday to you!!