Our Sweet Youth

Clouded by a veil of innocence,

The sky hides all of its secrets,

But I know, oh, I know them all.

Aging right below the sun,

I’m losing all my morality,

It’s all burned up, I’ll be ashes,

Before I could become a wall.

All the sweetest fruits,

Hide wiggling worms inside,

Slice me up with the sharpest knife,

And I promise you’ll find mine.

All the kids use to dream and scream,

For imaginary lives,

Now we just sit and think,

As we wave our goodbyes.

Those clouds of purity,

Rain down tiny memories,

I see them all, I feel them all.

Aging ‘til there’s no more sun,

I’ve lost sight of the light,

As I set fire to the times,

I dreamed and schemed,

Such impossible things.

Isn’t it sad, how hard we search,

For the perfect sweet,

Unknown to us,

There’s no such treat.

Slice me up, with reality’s knife,

And when you look, so deep inside,

You’ll find so much pain and tears,

And endless strife.

That clouded sky,

Hides its weaknesses,

Hidden by a veil of innocence…

Don't we all, in a way?

Don’t we all, contain the rain?

All the kids use to dream and scream,

For imaginary lives,

Now we just sit and think,

As we wave our goodbyes,

To youth,

Our sweet youth.

Author's Note

9/22/16

Reviews

[barleygirl]

The first time thru, I was seeing this as the reflections of an old person like myself, thinking back on such youthful longings & gyrations. That's becuz I sometimes write messages in this vein. But after reading Einstein's review, I re-read it thinking more about a youthful person growing into middle adulthood & then your message took on a different set of colors . . . all in all, very excellent & gentle & filled with an unfulfilled longing it seems. I feel these kinds of feelings all the time & you've captured them so well.

[T. Edana Talbott]

Thank you!

[Bohrium Guy]

Wow!!!!! Just Wow!!!!! Did you write this with me in mind????

It's an awesome piece, thank you so much for sharing!

~Rob~

[Lorry]

The stand out line in this is "Now we just sit and think, as we wave our goodbyes to youth."
I don't envy the young for growing up in these times, where technology was meant to be the magic little pill that cures all ills, but has only eroded into what is too short a time anyway, making modern life an intricate web and balancing act that other generations didn't have to deal with. We do have the world at our feet, but does it all have to be so in our faces all the time? Sometimes constant contact can only succeed in making us feel alone and tiny in the greater scheme of things, but that doesn't mean we are tiny, because we do have the world at our feet....at all times...24/7...Maybe they should have thought of a mute button before it all started :)
Great write.

[T. Edana Talbott]

Thank you, as always, Nemo

[Lorry]

You're welcome :)

[Einstein Noodle]

wow ..i am sitting here stunned ...i have four children (now with children) and your poem brings their high and middle school challenges into stark relief .. i confess to be an optimist (at times to my own demise) so my impulse is to respond with encouraging words, a fathers hug ...maybe some obtuse wise sayings ..(sigh!) your fist verse with clouded innocence and skies that hide truth ... and more pain found than not ... captures my heart ..seems it should not be that way eh!? ...but we do find strength ..we are carried when we can not walk ..and we do learn ;) love this very real expression of youth ..you keep writing my friend! please do! wonderful effort says i! :)
E.

[T. Edana Talbott]

Thank you so much! Your review made my night!