2003 Poetry

I remember those days

carefree was I

knowing only imminent blithe.

Exuberance in the room

relished by strangers my age.

Adam and Eve were beyond wisdom.

The birds and the beasts

were merely living things

inviting two varied feelings--

beauty and fright.

Now, reality creates sting

forming hallow in my eyes

fixated to a wooly sight.

Indeed, my mom was right

life becomes a nightmare

after twenty-five

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written 6/24/03

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Wesley Junior Rigaud's picture

Beautifully written piece
the loss of innocence suffered at adulthood
can indeed inspire poetry...