The Ides of Winter

 

 

Our days lit by constant sunshine

strength in numbers was our design

In hand me downs we ran through town

with baseball bat and ball of twine

 

By golden skies and rustled tree

for reasons yet unknown to me

My eyes were keen to beauty seen

this soul my own as I was free

 

When Ides of Winter come to be

oh times when lives were all carefree

Follow my track all the way back

to friends who meant so much to me

 

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Author's Note

Oh the taste of youth .How sweet it was to jump from bed, everyday in the constant summer of my memories

Reviews

[Dinesh Sairam]

WOW.. Awesome!

"Then we aged the world took over"

^ Amazing how you shift the pulse and meaning of the poem with just one line!

"When Ides of Winter come to be
oh times when lives were all carefree
Follow my track all the way back
to friends who meant so much to me"

Got me nostalgic there :( Perfect write brother! :) Keep writing.

[Mauricio Montoya]

nice work

[RDOriginal]

This is a really effective description of the way we look back at our childhood days with rose tinted spectacles. It was always summer and friends were always true and everything was positive and life was easy.

I like the nice touch in the second stanza when you reveal that this isn't just a shallow, visual recollection of how things were. You actually remember the feelings and recognise that perhaps you saw life itself differently, "My eyes were keen to beauty seen this soul my own as I was free'. Maybe childhood is the only time in our lives when we are actually free?

The conclusion of the poem also makes the reader think. What happened to those friends who were so dear to us? Why is it that age makes us overlook those 'young ties' and we find ourselves with only memories of 'friends who meant so much to me'.

This poem has made me recall my childhood. Yes, we had cricket not baseball and it rained most of the time but there was that feeling of freedom. That's what a good poem should do and this is definitely a good poem.

[LadyNaida]

I remember the movie of this picture you put up. This is very nice poem, all we have is memories of good time like those; running around our neighborhoods with our friends.

[FocusedAmnesia]

Amazing! I really like the last stanza. Your words flow so easily. Your poems are really good, well-written, reads.

[LonelySoul]

the memories this brings back...I see you watched the movie:SandLot

[Dom Macchiaroli]

I feel this one too. Just the mention of all that activity makes my legs hurt.

[Alice_In_WhateverLand]

This is perfect. I cannot fault one thing, this poem carries everything it needs to impress the reader. great work :) x

[zombiikillah666]

awh. this was so super good.
i loved it xD
& the pic: good movie too. (:
*applauds* (: