to turn back the clock
and live again those times
those moments
which moved me on
where would i be
who would i not have met
what opportunities missed
lips not kissed
words never spoken
hearts left unbroken
a once aspiring achiever
became sardonic disbeliever
spiritually enriched
christianity ditched
put my life into hock?
and turn back the clock?
well i'd maybe ease the tension
with a more rewarding pension
but theres only one real wealth
mind and body's good health
and a peel of laughter
to greet the hereafter
to turn back the clock
and live again those times
those moments
which moved me on
where would i be
who would i not have met
what... and lose my glorious memories
you must be joking
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Ah - - you verse with wisdom the foibles of wanting the clock turned back - -- love that final punch-line on the foolishness of losing fond memories..... couldn't agree more where real wealth lies my friend.
Living, loving, longevity. Luxuriating lavished, lulled, lightly lubricated, long lost loves losses. Likely lamenting lascivious lingering, loitering lyrically loquacious. Lessons learned, lately loomed large!
Careful what you wish for eh?
Love the ending here DA wise words indeed
Bravo
Wouldn't have it any other way eh?
A fine write dusk. I thought it was gonna be about BST, and mucking about with the clocks then!
Time goes forward only. But your mind can take you anywhere you want da. Travel safe. ; )
Now ya messin with me head so you are... I am not sure whether I would turn back the clock if given the chance and or the means.... I have often thought about this, as I'm sure most of us do, particularly as we get older.... There are certainly loads of good memories I would like to hang on to, whereas the not so good times are a different kettle of fish altogether....
I do like your writing style DA and you certainly have the knack of making the page look good...
Neville
Thanks Neville, I always appreciate your words. Yes, games we are playing from a privileged stance.... we have such memories and the inner smile they smugly provide.
True understanding of life expressed here. Without our experiences and memories we have nothing.
Thanks for commenting Bragee. I'm still undecided though i know i'll not be given the opportunity to go back. On the other hand i'm a believer in reincarnation but that's a very deep and complex subject.
I'm with you. I don't regret a thing complacent - no. Gratefull - yes.
Great attitude!
What if? once more raises its head.
We have all said that but as Andrew has said the ending is so very true and there are so many wonderful memories to be had.
Andy
There are moments which still make me cringe when i think of them and experience the wish that the earth would open up and swallow me but there are of course the glorious times and the tear jerkers which prove you've lived a bit.
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