A Reflection Upon a Youth in Passing

Neville

A Reflection Upon a Youth in Passing

 

Oh’ how

I grieve the loss of function ..

Oh’ how

I mourn the loss of form ..

This

magnificent decline of mine

is so very

determined and unrelenting

although it

commenced, the very same

day I was born ..

 

 

 

  • Author: Neville (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 15th, 2022 03:10
  • Comment from author about the poem: they said it was best to sleep with one eye open so she can't creep up on you .. but mark my words, she does
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  • orchidee

    Doh! Why bother we may say, if pessimistic. Why bother to be born, if we start to die from that day onwards?
    There is more to it than that, positively, thankfully.
    But I often remind KP of the negative aspect of this, to make her miserable. lol.

    • Neville



      for a while back then I thought you were maybe quietly astute .. but it seems you are, on the face of it, a rodent sir ..................... Neville 🙂

    • Doggerel Dave

      Yeh - the ageing process - tell me about it.......
      Nah, don't remind me, Nev....

      • Neville



        No need to is there you old dog ........ feels like we are in the same boat sir ....... ouch 🙂

      • orchidee

        Notice the appearance of Fido in my poem today? lol.

        • Neville



          Not yet 🙂

        • Fay Slimm.

          Just a thought after reading these few grieving lines Nev. - down through the ages ladies and some gents spent fortunes to by-pass signs of decline in shape and form - - yet beauty they say comes from inside not out and restores outer wrinkles to ageless glory - well methinks that's worth trying for someone who mourns passing youthdom. Oooh ( Hope this last word raises a smile ) ...............x

          • Neville


            Ta Fay, and bless you too .. I feel like a teenager sometimes ........ but there aren't that many around these here parts .. as for this particular scribble of mine, I was writing on behalf of a friend .. maybe 🙂 x

          • L. B. Mek

            (this that accursed duality of life
            we breathe in our demise
            and blink forth to our end
            in every treasured moment
            alive...)
            but ending's can offer solace
            aside our laments and fear
            it's a question of perspective
            truly..
            (so knee-cracking relatable Hyung
            promise me a seat at your table
            on that other side
            of that six feet divide
            and I'll promise to buy
            an eternity of drinks!)
            cheer's, to a life bravely Lived dear Poet
            🍻😎
            let's smile in defiance till that very last
            with one eye open
            and the other
            lost within that embrace of remembrance
            for why else did we strive to accumulate
            all those sunrise and sunset, experiences
            in our lives!
            cheers 🍻

            • Neville



              Cheers indeed brother Mek ........ & my seasonal best wishes to you sir and yours .. Neville

            • Accidental Poet

              And yet, another example of the future bumping into the past. But no other way to get to today. A fine write there N.

              • Neville



                thank you my friend ....... for both the visit itself and the comment you have left behind .. seasons best to you & yours and with best wishes for a happy, healthy and safe 2023 🙂

                • Accidental Poet

                  And all the same for you and yours N. I hope Santa brings you all you hoped for.



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