Laughingly
Wishing to be twenty
Fearless and gutsy
Money didn’t matter
Living like a madhatter
Art was my feast
To tame the beast
Aging wasn’t a worry
There was no hurry
Then life stepped in
I couldn’t win
Now I sing
Flying with one wing
Quadrille #37: Fear
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Perfect title for your charming words. So, let’s flap furiously in the face of it, shall we?
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Ha ha! That’s all we can do. Thank-you, Jilly.
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Love the rhyme scheme here, so much.
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Thank-you, De. It was fun rolling in the rhyme and laughing. 🙂
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True, but there are some advantages to being older… right?
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Certainly are, Marissa. I can fly again. Freedom of retirement. 🙂
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Laughingly said; well said.
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Thanks, Charley. It was a hoot to write a charicature of my life. Ha ha!
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Nice rhyme. I can’t fly, but I would think flying with one wing must be frustrating.
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Thanks, Frank. I’m usually not a rhymer, but it just flowed. Actually, I was euphimistically referring to a bad knee that keeps me from photographic journeys into the wilds. 🙂
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This reminds me of how I still want to be–a twenty year old spirit in the body of–well, never mind–a retired, senior citizen. Ah, you too, I see in comments. Let’s keep flying, girl.
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Thank-you, Victoria. I still keep flying, but maybe not as high. 🙂
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Fly higher, make the sky yours!
Life, to short to ponder
On missed opportunities.
Grab it by its horns, but
Continue to share it
As you already do
In your poetry, write on,
Olga, write on!
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You are so wonderful with your words, Mick. A definite pleasure. I will make the sky mine. Thanks for the uplifting support! You are a wonder! ❤
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Your words were my inspiration, so thank you too…
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Love this, Olga. Let’s all be 20 in our heads.
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Thank-you. Yes, it’s all in the mind and how we flourish until time stands still. ❤
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I know, life always steps in. I like the way you led that. If we live through the indestructible teens, and twenties, life checks in. I’m glad for it now
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Good to hear from you, Walter. I’m glad I survived my madhatter days. 🙂
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It’s easier to live without having the need for speed, and the desire to take life to the limit
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I’m going to be young for a long time is what my roommate said to me when we were about 22. I wonder what she’s thinking now. 🙂
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Well given your name, you’re going to be Young all your life 😉
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🙂
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Thank-you for the thought, Victoria. At that age, we do have a different perspective on aging. Can’t stop the flow of time. 🙂
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so true. we think “some people are old and some are young, I’m kind of lucky that way.” 🙂
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Ah Shakespeare once said, “rough winds do shake the darling buds of May”.. such is life. 🙂
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Thank-you, Maria. Yes, such is life. 🙂
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Fabulous 💜
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Thanks, Sarah. Happy that you enjoyed it. ❤
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Ah the optimism of youth!!!! Free like a butterfly indeed 🙂
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Indeed and then life happens. 🙂
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How dare our bodies get in the way of our exuberance! Great final line which acted as the key to the entire poem. Very nice!
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Thank-you for the wonderful comment. Yes, how dare our bodies clip our wings. At least, I have one wing. Ha ha! 🙂
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Flying is as much internal as it is external 😉 Keep flapping that one wing though.
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So true, Paul. Imagination can help one soar to great heights. I’m still flapping. Ha ha! 🙂
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We are forever the child inside! One-wing flying is a bit of a challenge, but quite gratifying nonetheless!
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Thank-you, Beverly. Yes, the inner child is always there for us. One wing is all you need and a wild imagination. Ha ha!
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I like this Olga. The last line was a surprise and it captures my imagination.
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It captures mine also and leads me into unknown skies. 🙂
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Such a Melancholy in the last two lines! Beautiful. Yes, let’s flap it wildly and go where we wanna go!
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Thank-you. Yes, a bit melancholy at the end. C’est la vie!
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The idea of just one wing, is heart breaking.
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Thank-you for the sentiment. 🙂
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Yes Olga, life has a way of sobering us. Enjoying your posts!
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Thanks, Mary. So happy you have been enjoying my creative efforts. ❤
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