The Unsteady, Unready Step into the Unknown

The Unsteady, Unready Step into the Unknown

A Poem by A Lawless Lad
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A pantoum-ish I wrote about nostalgic feelings, introspecting at the early morning hours.

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It’s just another morning

being homesick for the past.

The early air forlorning,

reminds me things don’t last


Can’t you please just bring back the past?

‘Cause I fear getting older.

When hope has no hope to last
my heart is growing colder.


Those I love soon get older

and slowly fade away.

And this house becomes colder,
to the point I will not stay.


Time will evanesce away,

nostalgia forlorning.

But I’m not sure I can stay

another homesick morning.

© 2014 A Lawless Lad


Author's Note

A Lawless Lad
Help with meter would be appreciated. I'm looking to turn this piece into a song eventually. I'm aware that the word "forlorning" is a bit of a protologism. I use it to mean making one feel forlorn.

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Added on February 6, 2014
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A Lawless Lad
A Lawless Lad

San Diego, CA



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