Almost eleven months ago, something crazy happened to me. It's quite personal. I may regret posting this but my heart is on my sleeve. Read on at your own risk.
The poem tells the story. Written eight months ago.
The Reignition
It’s an obvious point
It still needs
To be said.
She makes me feel young
Reminds me of what
It was like
And how fresh and open
And naive
I must have been.
That impulsiveness
Living in the moment
The lack of plans
Mostly looking forward
Not back
The excitement of new love
The obsession with the other
The ecstasy of sex
And lots of it.
Something new
Not previously lived
Not merely another experience
Measured against the previous one.
And yet,
It must also be said
That I cannot pretend
That I am not middle aged
And feel frustrations
In certain behaviours
That only exist
In the early stages of adulthood.
I must exercise tolerance
Refrain from condemnation
Or to proffer advice
And simply be in the moment too.
It’s almost like being
In a three-way relationship
The third being me
My younger self
How would he react?
Did he do things like this?
He’s watching too
And whispering
And laughing
Out of my mouth
The young man
Given voice once more
After being silenced
For decades.
Or is he the actual one
Honouring me
With the breath of life?
Thought retreated
Aged to oblivion.
There’s a spring in the step
A glint in the eye
A smoothing over
Of entrenched social graces
A flight in the laughter
An alluring joy
That I surely
Have no right to.
And yet,
Here I am
Living it
Blessed.
5.8.22 5.35 pm
I wasn't seeking younger, though she was seeking older. (And no I'm not wealthy). It is what it is. As I said, a surprise. I'm sure not everyone agrees with it but the only people we have to make happy is each other. Most have actually been great.
As to how long it lasts, who knows? Same as any other relationship. A day at a time. Almost a year in, it's working just fine.
How will you be when you're old? Sitting on a porch?
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I wrote a movie!
My unproduced feature length screenplay, Travel Bug, based on some of my travels when I was young. Written in 2005. It's fun and more than a bit crazy.
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