#genx
When I look in the mirror I see more grays
As if the days whizzed by a little too fast
Every wrinkle I see appearing on my face
Feel like secrets and information amassed
Many reflections seem like they are distant views
Like watching earth get smaller when launched into space
Memories and recollections become old news
Losing track of who was supposed to win this race
And I think to myself, where did the time go?
I knew I wasn’t going to be forever young
But **** the dam broke and now these expressions flow
While the air fills my lungs I try to watch my tongue
I'm from a generation that’s been through it all
I’ve experienced war and peace and war again
I’ve been through thick and thin; I’ve through big and small
I’ve laughed and cried and always put it to pen
In the mirror I see a lover, a friend
A traveler through time with many tales to tell
A man who lost his way and then found it again
Bruised and beaten but thriving, trying to excel
Mar 23
Mar 23, 2026 at 9:51 PM UTC
I recall my school daze
like yesterday,
Am so glad those
times have gone away
The memories have Faded,
and gone astray,
My life was tough,
and the skies were gray.
I was very good student,
and I did my best,
didn't have many friends,
but I did not fret.
I was a loner sometimes,
but that's okay,
Just recalling old thoughts
from my ole school daze!!!!
B.R.
Date: 08/21/2023
Nov 20, 2024
Nov 20, 2024 at 5:55 PM UTC
I’m thinking of The Orb
and the crusty, mucked crystal
of the transition from child to adult,
scored and soundtracked
excoriated by blunt first loves,
first lives lost, tempest tossed,
into oversensitive abysses
from which there’s “Never loving again!”
except after growing and knowing
Lo-fi made it easier and harder
than these cheeky bleeders,
at least, I know my bare cheeks on film
would take weeks to get back from Boots
and not be broadcast to Kuala Lumpur
in seconds
Age beckons
always
in a way we revulse at
but blunder and succumb to
You becomes we becomes us
as no bad thing
but we must honour
our custodian status
and not impose
The stupid vine grows
where it’ll grow,
we demonstrate this
wonderfully
May 27, 2020
May 27, 2020 at 8:24 AM UTC
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*sometimes indecisiveness
is just the wrongest decision
for anyone to ever make
sometimes we just have
to dive in and go with our gut
embracing whatever may result;
sometimes, apologies are enough
when things don't go your way
because it's time to do it mine
sometimes, getting first time right
is not what your life has shown
so, it's okay for me to have another go
it's only taken forty years for you
to realise you love me and be proud
perhaps another forty'll make you really care
your boomer ways are so busted
they don't work here and now
perhaps I need to find my own way
it won't break your ego to be supportive
respect is not earned but extended
perhaps you only need to trust & believe;
every time my child's heart breaks
a memory jolts this scathing parody
perhaps this curse can be broken still:
it doesn't take much to make it right*
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May 30, 2015
May 30, 2015 at 9:31 AM UTC