Gregory Richard Barden Poet Rhyme

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NYA - North Yarmouth Academy

the ivy crunches ‘neath my boot
        cold sounds that crisp the winds
            a snow has left its whitened soot
    not just the ground
but with age found
        my head and cheeks … and chin …

            I walked here in my younger years
    these vines then new and green
my heart baptized with callow tears
        from then ‘til now
            each solemn vow
    and all oaths in-between …

        the mem’ries of this green-clad place
            disturb my thoughts to yearn
    for how these buildings did embrace
each soul and mind
        that searched to find
            through toil, what it could learn …

    I stumbled there from brick to brick
thru schoolwork, loves and friends
        but most of life came much too quick
            and good or bad
    that bumbling lad
climbed ropes too near their ends …

now here I stroll those bricks, the same
        day’s close paints pink, the reach
            I see each face, each smile, each name
    of those, then dear
but now, I fear
        too far-flung to beseech …

            still, priceless are the days now gone
    and precious through their end
for mem’ries push me always on
        to quite adore
            life making more
    sweet days like this to wend …

        sweet days … like THIS.






Copyright © Gregory Richard Barden, March 11, 2024

( photograph of my prep school, North Yarmouth Academy, taken from my 1976 yearbook )

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