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May Before November
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Written by Brandon Scott   
Monday, 16 June 2008

I long to find all I've left behind

And buried so long ago;

After childhood there's nothing good

And time just goes so slow.

The kid in me, no longer free,

Surrenders to maturity;

My playful side has up and died,

Death by responsibility.

 

Youth owns my mind so creatively designed,

And I can conjure stories untold;

My body, however, my mind wishes to sever,

For it feels so restricting and old.

My mind can recall the spring before fall,

But my body just does not comply;

My younger days gone, I must still go on,

Though the river has run itself dry.

 

When mind ceases to function and I come to that junction

Where I'm no longer able to be,

I hope all will remember the May before November,

And the child that once lived in me.



Copyright 2008 Brandon Scott
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Comments (7)
Posted by resistanceisfreedom
2008-06-16 18:52:02
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very good poem!! everything rhymed well.

eh, i am still in my teenage years, but old age is something i fear. as good as this poem was, it didn't do anything good for my fear of old age haha.
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Posted by lemon
2008-06-24 17:12:43
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This was good. I was able to settle into a rhythm easily. Since I'm getting old, I can relate to this poem lol =]
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Posted by philneale1952
2008-07-07 01:28:37
Sadly

Sadly this is what awaits the majority of us in a fast-moving world.

A friend of mine postulated that time appears to 'speed up' as age advances because the majority of your life is now behind you and there is less and less to look forwards to.

For children, especially in the long summer holidays, time seems to stand still. There is a vast amount of it to look forward TO.

I have decided to take up the challenge. Chronos can go take a hike. I am my shoe size (9) and the kids just better get used to it.

Seriously though, this was outstanding - you are some word master...........

Phil
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Posted by Sad Sara
2008-07-08 20:04:30
Love it!

I currently working on project with me Raconteur that is designed to bring back or trade in childhood memories if yers suck with the ones we versify.

It my most favorite Poetic project I ever engaged in to date, and yer Poem is spot on in capturing the sadness through loss of days gone by.

I absolutely love this un, very cool internal rhymes and it read like a blown feather.

Keep well,

'Anna
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Posted by Dirkin
2008-07-08 20:15:14
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Its funny, I doubt I'll ever mature, mentally. I still do all the things I used to, play xbox, watch cartoons and sci fi, the only thing thats different is my body (well i drink and smoke now too!) I really connected with this poem man, well done
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Posted by Kasi elaborated
2008-07-08 20:18:21
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Yeah, I feel the world is moving slowly - but fast at the same time. I have had all those same thoughts before, there is no better way to describe getting older.
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Posted by r.e.potter
2008-07-08 20:32:54
Like it alot

That was great. It was also a great message that we all can relate to sooner or later. I liked your choice of words 'death by responibility' that hammer hit the nail square my friend. Great job.
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