that which was old
will now become new
but the same in reverse
everything gets old
with age comes wisdom
and stiffness in joints
muscle aches as well
I forget what else happens
I like the thought tho
of getting to be new
if only I could remember
what I should do with it
I made a pledge to myself to write a poem a day for the entire year. Now to follow through. I preface this with a reminder; most of the poems written for this year long project will be done so spontaneously and therefore will not be edited. Bear with me on this. The project goal is to get them written over getting them perfect. Several times there will simply be the poem with no title. When that happens suggestions for a title will be welcomed in the comments.
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No worries...You simply do what you do now, using your wisdom and without the aches. I like the small, seemingly random thoughts that you make into poetry. They are small, meaningful, thoughtful bits of life.
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