- Non-Erotic Poetry
- 40 Years Later
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Click hereLimp grey hair masks deep furrows of age.
China blue eyes evoke years of inner turmoil,
times of kaleidoscopic dreams smashed by
the battering ram of conservative miscreants.
But if you look close, beyond bitter betrayals,
beyond grimy layers of meddling relations,
the young visionary still shyly peeks through,
patiently waiting for hope's resurrection.
Too much pain for one lifetime, broken down,
silently begging for handouts at the altar
of the future, praying for a face from the past,
an encouraging voice proclaiming "it's not too late".
Weeks pass in a fog of cigarettes and rancid beer,
weak sun barely passes through perpetual clouds,
but somewhere a song is playing, sounds like "Volunteers",
and a glimmer comes to these China blue eyes...
- COMMENTS
duddle146over 17 years agoAged ~ but with the eternal hope of youth. Begging for future handouts at future's altar. Beautifully evocative and heartwarming. Life's eternal hope.
LeBrozover 17 years agoYouthful vision still survives
Buried under decades of denial
And worse ~
Self-betrayal.
sweet GA peachesover 18 years ago{an encouraging voice proclaiming "it's not too late".}.. And the reigns are pulled a little tighter my friend, though an ache in the fingers, makes the journey to sweet, and to hard to let go..
Found YOU ! very nice qp.. very nice reflections, indeed.
-sweetGApeaches-
Anonymousalmost 19 years ago...hope this raather sad poem tells us. Nicely done, qp.
Tess
