Poem of 2024

Black
...black trimmed with gold is a traditional dress here

giving a talk today
nervous as a popinjay
on soap bubbles
rubbing on rubbles

will they listen
will they pay attention
or just look bored and glum
wishing to suck their thumb

will they be inspired
before they get retired
or run away far away
and never return



https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YHRvDo8rUoQ

Forever Young (at least that's my story and I'm sticking to it.) 🙃

My mirror lies! Its glassy eye is blind,
reflecting only things that don't begin
to see the living child that lies behind
the surface of that old and wrinkled skin.
My drumming heart heeds not the passing years,
but beats its rhythm always young and free,
to dance along unburdened by Life's fears –
the only me that's ever been's still me!
So chuck away your mirrors, everyone,
and you'll be young until the day you die.
Your old reflection's nothing but a con,
so banish that old b*stard from your eye.
The truth is that, though Time turns round its wheel,
nobody's any older than they feel.

🙃

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9sldgunY3Fw&pp=ygUXZm9yZXZlciB5b3VuZyBib2IgZHlsYW4%3D


'To dance beneath the diamond sky,
with one hand waving free,
silhouetted by the sea,
let's forget about today until tomorrow.'

(Bob Dylan)


Are you dancin'?
Black and gold sounds nice.🙃

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