Oh To Be Young and Feel

oh to be young and feel
the ravaging pummel of Cupid's bow
a cauldron of love's feast raging
swept asunder in the tsunami
of a volcanic rage of emotions
dazed and confused
wandering in a walkabout
with no direction pointing home
now just these neuropathways lightened
methinks a nap would be most delicious
as i put this head of gray
to what once i argued with my mother
no longer needed are bribes of cookies
and a glass of cold milk
i find much pleasure within
afternoons spent lazily floating lethe
awakening trying my best to remember
what was it i had to do

   OKC   2/23
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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Buehler Avatar
May 21, 2023 at 9:50 AM
I enjoyed this nostalgia infused poem a lot, Timothy. Thank you for sharing. :)
Volumes Avatar
March 10, 2023 at 11:28 PM
Oh boy I can relate to this Poem Timothy. You said it so very well. I look forward to delving into your list of poems and hopefully finding more as good as this one. Cheers Wendy
Wolf Avatar
February 25, 2023 at 6:18 PM
A chronicle of the ages and for the aged, Timothy. I know the feeling as well, bittersweet certainly. Sighing, Gershon
Radice Avatar
February 23, 2023 at 11:57 PM
Beautifully and cleverly crafted Timothy. I like the feelings and degrees of 'oblivion' described both with young love and old age. Cheers ' Gary
George Avatar
February 20, 2023 at 9:43 PM
In the place of heated emotions of love and romance that left you aimlessly meander, now dwells the desire to lazily float in lethargy ! Instead of hot cookies and milk, now you prefer to lay your gray head on a pillow and relax, waking up leisurely to remember what all things you had planned to do ! I can very well relate to this change. So beautifully written Timothy.
Rose  Avatar
February 17, 2023 at 7:45 PM
lol as we get older our life becomes much simpler and even a nap sounds so inviting, lol, love your poetry
Lawrence Avatar
February 14, 2023 at 3:54 PM
Love the journey your mind takes amidst the Cupid’s bow dear Timothy …. and yet you have allowed the pleasures within to fill your heart and enlighten the mind as well ! Thanks for the journey . Hugs to you , Susan :)
Ray Avatar
February 14, 2023 at 4:15 PM
thank you Susan....i will soon be by as it is time to visit the works of my beloved fellow wordsmiths...i am filling boxes and in my last wandering....it is time for all swallows to return to Capistrano...the fate of our lovely Monarchs...so i will soon be visiting you and luxuriate in your musings, a quill i do so admire...as well as relish....blessings young lady
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