From the Other Side of the Hill

I thought to see some clearing
both in weather and my insight
after I rounded the crest
and started down, could then
make plans for books to buy,
fill in blanks as history marks time
with its new highs and lows
while gifting me quite possibly with hours
I didn't know I had...

Then boldly dangling as fantasies will do,
some straggling fuzzy days, perhaps
a scant few years to soak up wisdom,
(or more likely foolishness)
to crown my hairless head.

No, such thoughts were vanity
although the hours are real enough.
It's just as foggy over here,
and worst of all the only clue
to life expectancy that I can trace
is in that stubborn silence that each day
rides more securely on the air.

And I of insight lost indeed to lesser ears.
I of lesser energy to care!
      ~

Reviews

[Thomas Skahill]

I like how from the beginning the poem calls to being the power of the mind, you thought it so it was so. Reading it out loud a couple times I stumbled on "and my insight" and later on "fill in blanks". I ended up being able to comfortably speak the poem with the omission of "in" in either case, but as thats just one take pay it no heed. I mention it because I was wondering what you thought about reading this one out loud? I think it's almost conversational tone would work well for its being shared at readings.

[Dean]

Reading aloud is always a good idea, and this one suffers from poetic feel, the abandonment of my usual iambic tendencies, and even from lack of polish. I do take heed to treasure ALL your comments, and any effort by anyone to be critical, believe it or not, I joyfully welcome. I wish everyone would, so please do it for anything of mine which you may read. I truly need it.
As to my opportunity to read aloud to anyone else....I'm afraid is impossible, but it would be fun.
This piece not only is not one of my best, but may qualify as a low point.
Thanks!

[Thomas Skahill]

I wouldn't say it's a low-point, I appreciate its brevity