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As I reach old age
the greatest lesson I've learned:
to forgive myself
of youthful indiscretions
even if no one else does
Youthful Indiscretions
Haiku
By: Tom
1-14-2020
My youthful advice,
Be a willing combatant;
Don’t yield to bullies.
A right heart
Will not be found,
laboring on seeming indiscretions of others;
But rather,
on the improprieties
Found lurking closer at hand.
L---leaving lapse loess lurching
I---imprudence indiscretions
P---pulling out passage plunges
Slip?
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2018 ©
11/07/18
A writer should never yield
Too readily
To the itch of authorship,
And should hold
In check
The urgent wish,
Desire,
Proclivity
To put on public display
His private pleasures
Or indiscretions.
A Right Heart,
By:Tom Wright
2000
A right heart
will not be found,
laboring on seeming indiscretions of others;
But rather,
on those improprieties
found lurking closer at hand.
No skeletons in my closet
No consequences to fear
No need to weep or lose more sleep
For my conscience now is clear
No petty indiscretions
No wasted time, just livin'
No words to say or hell to pay
For all my sins forgiven
His glass-stained eyes saw things he knew
That framed a past when years withdrew
From indiscretions of a town---
Mirrored in youth’s flashes, rundown
By secrets kept in a house where he loved and grew.
Contest for Reflections of A Florette
31 Aug 2014
Jajosh Ongado
The pursuit of erotic
exotic climaxing paradise
is not neurotic
about biological perfection
And almost entirely resilient
and resonant impressions
through sensory neurological connections:
Feeling touch
Smelling taste
Sighting sound
******** directions,
cooperative indiscretions.
Think On This 2
Tom Wright
9/3/2010
Life is a marathon & death its finish line.
In our youth, we sprint away from youthful indiscretions.
But youthful indiscretions,
become memories, that are long distance runners.
They always seem to be right there at the finish.
Fool of jesters
jester of fools
performs for fat
spindly legged kings
who slap their sides
in glee of his merriment
as around the court
he dances in his
three cornered hat
and turned up shoes
which jingle with
tiny bells as
with gaiety he
plays his mandolin
and sings of
the indiscretions
of lords and ladies..
Hark! Hark! The pesky dog doth bark,
And deposits indiscretions in the park!
Perhaps doggie wouldn't be such a klutz,
If masters would learn to mind their mutts!
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
(c) 2014 All Rights Reserved
Using a ton of poetic license, this write is based on an old nursery rhyme!
Hush-
Calm your ragged breath my love.
Let not my indiscretions
cause that voice of gold
to know the pain of a wretched sob
Dry your angel eyes
and cry not for loneliness when I go
T’would break my heart to learn
that those had shed a tear
Or those lips,
soft and pale
had known the bitter taste of sorrow on my behalf
Form:
I could see the sadness in her eyes
she knew that our life had fallen apart
it was her always telling me those lies
her indiscretions simply pushed me away
through her sobs ~ she's begging me to stay
it is over, "You no longer have my heart,
I truly do not know why you had to stray.
So with nothing left, it's time for our goodbye's."
Darn those sweet little lies
Deceiving duplicitous disguises
Tainting and twisting the truth
Loathsome lessons learned at youth
Casually coloring confessions
Secretly shrouding indiscretions
Desperately dodging discovery
Sometimes slandering skulduggery
Distorting details is dishonest
And should always be admonished
an original poem by Daniel Turner
Discretionary Indiscretions
Written: by Tom Wright
11/25/00
Pray tell
how can this be;
That one
might opt to blunder,
Electing folly and improprieties,
Ultimately
casting soul asunder.
No matter
is the heart's intent,
The inevitable results,
are one and same.
If time in unrepented sin is spent,
twill be found rowed
neatly neath each name.
No more will I cry
No more will I weep
No more will I worry
Endure nights of no sleep
No more I love you's
No more fat lies
No more pretending
The truth, for once in your life
No more forgive me's
No more watching pennies
No more indiscretions
And you know there were many
No more last chances
No more goodbyes
No more your wife
A final wave, have a happy life!
All my real and exaggerated infractions
Over the years you meticulously engraved in stone
But your moral indiscretions against my soul
I recklessly and occasionally scribbled in the sand
The storms we weathered in our years of marriage
Kept erasing all your faults without a trace
But mine became more distinctly etched with time
Until there was no forgiveness left
9/2012 Copyright
Age – and time –
have overcome
my youthful indiscretions
probably….
because ….age and time ….
withered my
indiscriminate behavior
age….allowing knowledge
time….allowing reflection
filtering the rage…of youth
through the scarring….of time
reflecting….
“If I knew then…..what I know now”
snarling
“you know now…. what you know now”
“what is different??”
John G. Lawless
©4/24/2019
Alone in a crowd of wishers
Free to slip away
Fl[pant answers tying me in
To never ending questions
horizons remembered keeping me sane
Sunsets of past indiscretions
How did I ever end up in here
responding to guided impressions
What is it they're seeking?
So earnestly lost
Have they no caution to counting the cost
Is peace so unnerving
They have to move on?
This is not why I'm here
Consider me gone
Dreams
Written: by Tom Wright
January 2015
Many accomplishments in life
Start with nothing more than a dream.
Our dreams, are seldom taken from us,
But, without patience and focus,
They’re often abandoned,
Where they become like old tires,
And worn out couches,
Which have found their way
Into a ditch to decay.
Never abandon your dreams,
Because of indiscretions in your past
Tom
Indiscretions
1962
T.W.
The young man's heart was as a lion,
but his stature somewhat slight.
At times, settlement unknowingly came,
by God's supreme might.
Oft times a conflict necessitated,
his donning of a brass knuckle.
He deemed God's punishment worse,
than any rodeo cowboy's buckle.
“It isn’t the size of the Dog in the fight,
But the size of the fight in the dog.”
Mark Twain
Remembering Indiscretions
Miracle Man
2/16/2023
Our minds are complicated things;
many things we wish to forget, it remembers,
and things we wish to remember are oft forgotten.
It is like a computer where all thoughts are stored;
those things we can’t remember are not missing,
just misfiled, and while God Forgives,
The price He exacts for our indiscretions,
could perhaps be our memory of the same.
Beautiful sunrise in the east
And a powerful sunset in the west
In between nestled a cottage in the forest, and
Free things nature has to offer.
Yes, bird songs!
Quicky and quirky
Bird’s tweeting
Singing at sight.
What a delight!
Bird’s language
Speak sometimes
Of truth amidst
Of the many wonders
Of life's indiscretions.
Oh, how I love
These chirpings
Accompanying me in my nap
In a netted swinging cradle .
In faith, I trusted yet in truth, I lied.
In hope I despaired
For in those I trusted
I sought to find my heart repaired.
Reparation from a failed addiction,
From being a passionate man
And paying full price for my own indiscretions,
For being who I am.
So I seek solace within myself,
These dark and dusty caverns within my mind.
Away from over eager and imaginative lips
For this is my problem and my solution to find.