Frederic Parker Poet Quatrain

Understanding To Reminisce

The gift was given, yet not understood
To be vibrant and far from wasting away
I paid no attention to the years of change
To awaken one day with life's ebbing decay

I found in a mirror my reflection of deterioration
Along with a thought, how fast life had been
The arrival of gray hair and rippled wrinkles
And the long brown spots from skin paper thin

Could that life had kept me as my youth
And yet this arrogance I must dismiss
As I grow old in a slow aching regression
It gives me time to understand and reminisce

9/23/20
contest Writing Challenge- Decay
sponsor Constance La France

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Anne-Lise Andresen September 30, 2020 at 5:42 AM - Do not think so much about age ... everyone walks this path ... we must not forget every step we take - Beautifully written, Frederic :) - Congratulations on your great win :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :)

Eve Roper September 29, 2020 at 9:16 PM Age is so depressing, Frederic , it creeps and wrinkles us to a new look or should I say old look. Great write; congratulations on your win! Hugs Eve

Sigrid Ermine September 29, 2020 at 2:58 PM Frederic, yours is a wonderous creation.! Direct in delivery, poetic, without acres of lament. 'slow aching regression' is I suppose sad and true of mortality. Dismiss and reminisce, cool rhymes. Congratulations on your very well earned Number One Win..!

Constance La France September 29, 2020 at 1:42 PM Frederic, congratulations on your win in my Decay Writing Challenge with this excellent poem, a FAV for me and what wonderful music and video _Constance

Linda Alice Fowler September 29, 2020 at 9:52 AM Perfect Frederic...the arrogance of youth. Congratulations on the win! Linda

Susan Ashley September 23, 2020 at 4:52 PM Dear Frederic, you’ve captured the ache, both in heart and in spirit, of the slow decline of aging with such expressive wistful elegance, though your final two lines do help to soften the edges of aging’s reality. Youth does not know what it does not know and youth does not last long, especially when viewed in the rear view mirror. Beautifully poignant and soulful poetry, my inspiring friend. Lovely musical accompaniment too! Best wishes for a win and warmest wishes for you, dear poet.. ~Susan Frederic Parker September 29, 2020 at 1:47 PM the journey has been long yet fast, it makes the head spin my friend, as for inspiring it's your poetry that inspires me dear poet