Now We're Just Men

Prologue to "When I Was Cool"...

When we were young

Strong and unbridled

Our feet were not standing

Our hands were not idle

All roads would we ride

Our bikes were the fastest

When we had a race

None could surpass us

All trees could we climb

To dazzling heights

On hot sunny day

And warm summer nights

Balls, bats, and sticks

With which we’d pretend

That we were the superstars

Championships we’d defend

In the woods by the park

Into which we would roam

Build cabins and forts

Not so far from home

And we were invincible

None as mighty or strong

We were Kings of The Hill

Singing our songs

In our youth were we mighty

When all could be done

And everything was possible

Beneath warm summer sun

They were the best of times

Those times way back then

And I look at us now

Now we’re just men

 

 

 

*thanks to J.B. for the inspiration…

 

Reviews

[HoorayForUnderdog]

Excellent!

[Eustacia]

Beautiful poem! Great reflection of childhood, of innocence and how easy life was. The ending is great, brutal and honest of a sad existence as adults. Loved it.

[~angelalala~]

this is a purely honest, amazing poem. the dreams of childhood, broken, lost. we all become men/ women. & find out how disappointing it actually is. dark, beautifully written, the rhyming is perfect, i love it.

[DollFacedKiller]

I love the honesty my dear.....beautifully written.

[Wicahpi]

aw those childhood summer days of old. what fond memories.
the woods were always our haven, too. forts, games of truth or dare,
hide n seek...all kind of adventures..

reading your poem took me to those childhood days where life
was simple.

[Emily B]

We are so boring now--so limited by our mortality.

[darkgurl]

Very well said and cute write. I like this very profound...Kim (AKA Kitty Kat)

[Jim W White]

A stunner. Very childlike in it's imagery and honesty. The rhyme and word order elevates the introverted style to make the words read profound and philosophical. Evokes nostalgia very well.

[Kris Tate]

Very cool, I really like this poem

[Ralphy]

Oh, this is a great write. It brings back great memories of what could be accomplished in a young man's mind. The World Series, or great adventure or the greatest stickball champions of the world�just to name a few. What a wonderful trip down memory lane�thanks for the reminder.