Vince Suzadail Jr. Poet Free verse

I Remember

In the morning, sunlight gleaming through the bathroom window
Raising my eyes to greet an aging face
Knowing failures and despair, victories and joy
I remember
Scars are there, both in and out, from battles won and lost
And now has become history and the future changed to now
Past can never change 
Would I want it to?
Flashing moments of poor choices and misbegotten dreams
Fleeting moments of love and romantic interludes
Daring moments of a time when life was eternal
I remember
From metaphor to conquistador, delinquent to a warrior
A face pieced together with smiles and teardrops
My lips against her lips with two hands gripping pistols
Thrill of the chase while the music played on
Changing the world left-handed 
Holding her close with the right
Again, again? 
In a heartbeat.
I remember
Decisions made, some good, some, bad, idealistic maybe
Don’t look back, reality gains as dreams die off
Why am I running, Why am I running
Hey! That’s me back there.
Now I remember.

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George Anos October 13, 2008 at 4:59 AM A cathartic write vince.. something really thought provoking hehe

James Foulk September 17, 2008 at 12:14 PM Yes, don't look back, someone may be gaining on you. is what old satch said. a great poem, brings back beautiful memories.

George Williams September 10, 2008 at 9:01 PM a great write my what images you portray.

Sue Mason September 10, 2008 at 4:26 PM Love the line"from metaphor to conquistador, delinquent to warrior" ... AWESOME!! I guess I'm back ... this format is taking some getting used to... smile ... thanks for still being here!! Wonderful writing as always!!

Heidie Buys September 5, 2008 at 3:28 PM A very great introspective poem. Love some of the mental images this evokes, so very well said. Good one. Regards Heidie

Derrick Burton September 4, 2008 at 8:54 PM I really like this poem! full of passion and honesty. [SMILING] god is here, but from time to time no one shows it, including myself. referring to the poem philadelphia.

Deneen White September 4, 2008 at 4:16 PM hi Vince, I love this write, it makes me think of good and bad times, good and bad decisions, but not in a bad way, this one makes you ponder things, and if I would have done things differently, great write, take care D-nyce

Milton Toran September 4, 2008 at 11:15 AM OOOPS!! Forgot to rate your poem. SEVEN!!! Milt

Milton Toran September 4, 2008 at 11:12 AM Vince, thanks for your comments on my latest blog. It's unfortunate that Steve Kern had taken a different perspective on it. I never said anything negative against Gov. Palin. I was only saying that the old generation republicans saw her as a "woman" who could take away many of the disgruntled Clinton supporters. That, in my view is sexist. That's why my blog's titled, Women Deserve Better. Thank you for having an open mind. By the way, great free verse!! God bless, Milt

Michael Jordan September 3, 2008 at 1:27 PM You know this is a very deep poem Vince that poses a question that I ask many times - If I had it to do over would I change things of my past - Yea I sure would - Loved your poem in many different ways - God Bless you

Sharon Winter September 3, 2008 at 12:24 PM So deeply introspective. I love how you wrote this, as though you were thinking out loud. I have to say those last few lines from "Don't look back..." are quite profound and well stated. I relate to them very well. This was an amazing write and it has affected me deeply. Love, Shar

Kristin Reynolds September 3, 2008 at 12:17 PM Aww, Vince, what a wonderful reflection to see, for all those remembrances have made your warm heart gold, and it is strong to boot - how many can say the same? Who WOULD want anything but who they have become, for it truly IS about the journey, not the destination. Brillaint, as always, this flows like a song of self. Kristin

Carrie Richards September 3, 2008 at 12:10 PM A wonderful reflection of oneself! It takes courage not to have regrets, but what we did in the past is who we are now. Hopefully, we learn from our scars, battles and mistakes, and all of us have been there...done that! Well written, and insightful!.....Best Wishes..~Carrie

James Foulk September 3, 2008 at 10:43 AM I know the feeling, this face is not the one I saw 40 years ago. a great write and well written, a great message. thank you for reading my poetry and for your comment

Sean Kelly September 3, 2008 at 8:52 AM Well , Vince , at least YOU can look yourself straight in the eye and not feel embarresed ... How many of our so-called Leaders , can do the same ???? ... Again , 100% correct on NOT looking back ; You only GET a pain in the neck and then become one !!! .... Remember onnnnn , Man , they are all good memories ......