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Reflection

Smoking cigs and drinking wine.
Won't answer the phone, it's way past nine.

CD'S scattered all around me.
Wondering tomorrow who I will be.

Joni Mitchel eases my frought.
I won't feel sad, I will not.

As I look at photo albums of a younger day.
I seek for youth that did not stay.

I get up and pour another glass.
Reflecting on old days, what a gas.

I am no longer young, the years sped by.
I sing another song and try not to cry.

I turned forty and I am single.
Should I put down my glass and go mingle?

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Prompt #1 "The light at the end of the tunnel is just the light of an oncoming train." - Robert Lowel

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  • Great reflection of words into this poem!! Getting older is not the easiest,but its a part of life! Fantastic emotion in this!! Good job!!
    *Kelsi*


  • nobodys-girl
    December 27, 2008

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    this is sad but so good. i really liked reading it. thank you so much for entering my contest and best of luck!


  • gigglesalot
    December 26, 2008
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    a very great take on the quote. lovely piece. good luck in the contest


  • Denierim
    November 30, 2008

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    Aging is one of the difficult parts of life, but it's as necessery as birth. I like the thoughts you put into this poem and how it reflects a lot of people from this world.


  • motel silver member
    November 29, 2008

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    the theme of feeling vital and alive ... to have it in one's youth is easy but it grows much more difficult with the passing years.
    thanks for expressing this.


  • stylization
    November 27, 2008

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    I think you need a space in 'feelsad.' But I really like the thought process that goes on here; we all want to be younger or we all want to be younger. Great piece.


  • theredcatjazzoflove gold member
    October 7, 2008

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    i love this i think this thought creeps every being who enjoyed the free spirit of being young and tender you still young at heart by reading this i enjoyed it


  • Wolfdog silver member
    October 6, 2008

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    Superb

    A very fine write. Imagery, rythm and rhyme are just fine. Reminds me of one which I wrote: "Maple Leaves Fantasy". Here's a link: http://allpoetry.com/poem/3510428


  • sensualbutterfly
    October 6, 2008

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    What a great write! I feel the pain of looking back and reflecting on your youth! But honey you are still young! Go out and mingle and have fun! You are a strong independent woman! Go get em!


  • cre8tiv-writer
    October 5, 2008
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    Such an slap of pain and realization...very vivid!!! Great job!


  • libithina
    October 5, 2008
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    Ah, that age .. life begins or so they say .. brilliantly expessed Lisa Lib x x


  • CoundessaScarlotti
    October 5, 2008
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    there's great imagery here, you might want to tighten up your rhyming but other wise it's awesome.


  • written-in-ink
    September 13, 2008

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    awww


    im sorry that you feel this way

    and yes by all means you are never tooo old to do anything
    and for that matter too young
    lol
    hahah
    age is but a number
    but this was deep
    thank you
    and good luck!


  • Celinda Luna
    September 6, 2008
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    GREAT WiT!

    Though I usually don't like rhyme, it fits well for this piece. I don't think it would've worked any other way. I just turned 39 so I can see the nostalgia angle. About the ending, don't fret. I'd give almost anything to be single again. At least I was most optimistic about life then.


  • inspectorcliche
    September 5, 2008
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    yes

    you should go mingle and share your poetry with others


  • sunny22saturday
    August 19, 2008

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    well i decided to pick this one to comment on

    and its a good write its has to be the truth, as my poems always are and yes don't give up on like your only 40 talk a walk get a good thought and go with it time to mingle


  • just mercedes gold member
    August 17, 2008
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    So easy to relate to your poem; this is how time passes, alone with your thoughts, surrounded by memories. Somehow the music of then makes it all come rushing back, immediate and close.

    I like the way you ended with a question, but I can't answer it! For me, the answer is to be content in yourself, doing the things you enjoy. You'll know when it's time to mingle - it will be happening.


  • sherry2
    August 17, 2008

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    being almost 50, i can relate, and being single until just last year, i have had those evenings, remembering when my kids were little and i was young. Very nice flow and good write.


  • whos my humblepie
    August 16, 2008
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    don't mingle if your going to drink and drive!


  • JohnPhilbin
    August 13, 2008
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    great read

    feels like this could be a song... just seems rushed without pauses...kool words and thoughts


  • BiZaRrE-OdYsSeY
    August 13, 2008

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    Good job

    it reminds me of a cabaret singer, its quite sad in some sense, makes you think a lil'. I like the line "Wondering tomorrow who I'll be"


  • fortyninereasons gold member
    August 13, 2008

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    being new at this, you are doing well. May I suggest that you put a space in the 6th line between feel and sad.


  • XxYoru-OkamixX
    August 13, 2008
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    i really like this poem. good job. good luck to you in life in the future. ^^


  • Solidified
    August 13, 2008

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    I can see you! :) haha

    Ooh love this, even though I'm only 24 and so still young I know how it is to look back and see the time that has passed. I feel it even now. It causes a knee jerk reaction.

    I like how you bring in elements of your night, making it feel like I am actually glimpsing in on you. Kinda like a peeping tom, makes me feel almost naughty.

    The emotions are strongly displayed, and yet there seems to be even a bit of humor in the end. Sarcasm, or reluctance?

    Thanks for sharing.

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