Valsa George Poet List

Stages of Life and the Changes

I don't know what exactly this contest is and what a list poem is. I just enter the contest for the fun of it.

Childhood

a)    Wished to hear stories from grand parents
b)    Cried over cuts and bruises
c)     Enjoyed blowing bubbles
d)    Wished to be with my parents
e)    Looked into mirror with curiosity, it being a reflector
f)    Clung onto someone’s hand
g)    Hated being roused from sleep
h)    Was my parents’ heart throb

Youth

a)    Enjoyed making up stories of romance
b)    Cried over my pimples
c)    Floated on bubbles
d)    Wished my parents to leave me alone
e)    Looked into mirror with pride, it being my greatest friend
f)     Dreamt of someone holding my hand
g)    Dreams and fancies interrupted sleep 
h)    Wanted to be someone's heart throb

Old age 

a)	Enjoy telling stories to grand children
b)	Worry about my wrinkles 
c)	View life as a fleeting bubble
d)	Afraid of being left alone 
e)	Look into the mirror with dread, it being my greatest enemy
f)	Feel the need to hold someone’s hand
g)	Struggle to fall asleep
h)	Fear that my heart may anytime stop throbbing
	
	Feb.16.2023
	Multiple Choice Poem Poetry Contest
	Sponsor- Suzanne Delaney

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Joanna Daniel February 20, 2023 at 3:06 AM A lovely list, Valsa, all you have said is true, though I'm yet to reach the third stage:)

Victor Buhagiar February 17, 2023 at 2:14 AM Lovely list. Enjoyed it.

Gershon Wolf February 16, 2023 at 7:27 PM Ha, ha! Did you notice some of the similarities between infants and old-timers? They are both bald. They need diapers. They can't stand upright on two legs. They have no teeth, little hair,... We could go on here. ~ Just sayin' Valsa George February 16, 2023 at 8:27 PM .... and there are many more ! Really enjoyed your comment. Thank you Gershon !

Joseph P. DiMino February 16, 2023 at 11:40 AM Great reflections, in and out. Physical, and of spirit source. I think I was intrigued most by the relatable honesty of your perfectly worded original write. Never alone, life within your poetry, guided by a loving, forever all-powerful muse. Blessings.

Paula Goldsmith February 16, 2023 at 11:33 AM A creative/fun write. Have a blessed day writing away.................

Sotto Poet February 16, 2023 at 10:38 AM Incredible poetry, packed to the gills with original and fascinating images. Plus, you have excellent diction. Valsa, your profound ideas can be summarized in a few succinct phrases. As we age, the roles we play in our lives inevitably shift. Win big

Swetha Vangaveti February 16, 2023 at 10:29 AM Beautifully written! Life in just a few lines. Amazing.

Vijay Pandit February 16, 2023 at 6:18 AM Thoughtful perspectives on life, Valsa. As we grow older, role reversal occurs so naturally. Best to you.

Kim Rodrigues February 16, 2023 at 5:51 AM Love: “Looked into mirror with curiosity, it being a reflector.” Years ago, I rode my grandson around in a shopping cart, joking with him about the people in the mirror…”whaaat? Why do they keep following us?!” Much laughter. Valsa George February 16, 2023 at 7:43 AM Kim, I can very well understand your grandson's natural curiosity to know why people are following ! It sounds so cute .....