Robert A. Dufresne Poet Rhyme

Fishing

Maturity is a process of experiencing, learning, and retaining while fishing for the Truth.
Unfortunately the phenomenon of time kicks in and one ages in the process. 
    Many cultures have given reverence and honor to those who have paid the price of time, 
enduring it's ravaging effects. These elderly have become a wealth of wisdom and maturity 
that could be mined by the young or inexperienced. There is no longer any such scenario in 
the United States at large.

If one could live a lie and get away with it, remain illusioned and seemingly free,
the world would exist as it now does, in self begotten misery.

The youth desire respect and more age,
certainly not maturity.
Elders desire youth and to be sage,
without the incongruity.

Many want what is not really theirs.
Those fortunates who don't covet,
have already climbed those stairs.

The juveniles want to be confident and older.
The elders want their youth.
The time grows shorter, stronger and bolder.
The illusioned want the Truth.

To even desire to know Truth is a Grace, 
an unquenchable, addicting, compelling Holy Thirst,
It'll set you free when it's in your face,
but it will make you damned mad first.

The youth desire respect and more age,
certainly not maturity.
Elders desire youth and to be sage,
without the incongruity.

If I had the power to give either their wish,
I would grant it to the elders, to the mature ones,
and tell the all knowing youth....to go fish.

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Doris Culverhouse December 22, 2009 at 6:46 PM good ideas,

James Fraser December 20, 2009 at 5:46 AM Kool piece Robert, a delight to read >> James

Richard Pickett December 18, 2009 at 10:47 AM Really nice Robert, I think I would have to agree with you on your choice.. Very nice write indeed....Taz

Farah Chamma December 18, 2009 at 4:16 AM That's a beautiful write. I read it out loud and felt every word. The tone of your words reminds me of Emerson's "Self-Reliance". Always, Farah

Caroline Cécile Delacroix December 17, 2009 at 9:42 PM HEHE. Very good, wise and fun write. Enjoyed the read and the wisdom. Thanks for sharing. Caroline.

Colleen Bono December 17, 2009 at 7:51 PM Very nicely said.I posted a new poem.

Carolyn Devonshire December 17, 2009 at 7:41 PM GREAT write, Robert! Let's hear it for the elders and their desire for wisdom, for that is what truly comes with age. (And there are a few local teens I would like to send on a fishing expedition that would require some effort on their part to survive.) Nicely done! Love, carolyn