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Suddenly, I Am Old

Updated on February 24, 2014
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Suddenly, I Am Old

By Tony DeLorger © 2014


Confronted by that image, me,

I am devastated, that time has bewitched me,

lost all sense, until this moment,

and driven to search the annals of my past,

I cannot truly remember how I got here.


Surely it is slight of hand,

some smoke, mirror and a perception confused,

that I am as I appear, in this strange form before me,

lost in youth and be-muddled, robbed of consciousness,

stark, crystal clear.... suddenly, I am old.


These lines betray my delusion,

that dullness of eye, my deep blue pools lost,

idle and fallen to some youthful mind, elsewhere,

alas not mine in this shell of wrinkled draped skin,

my bones receding from the burden of physicality.


Oh such pain, such realization to be done with youth,

thrown to the ravages of time, reminiscing,

clinging to the end of dreams, not creating them,

and in shallow water stand,

while life's ebbing tide escapes that once vibrant demeanor.


I find myself fixated with the young,

there dreams barely begun,

and the blind and brave pathways they traverse,

in their ignorance and learning,

inspires my thoughts and memory.


But I am still here, still wading through life's demands,

reveling in the wisdom that pain and experience has afforded,

and in that I must take solace,

for the cycles turn, and I am but a pawn,

a wisp of life, grown and journeyed until time betrays me complete.


It's over very quickly, enjoy every moment.

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      Tony DeLorger 3 years ago from Adelaide, South Australia

      Glad you related Carolyn, with your own journey of realization. Every moment is a blessing to be thankful about, and even though age has its problems, it also has solace from the wisdom gained in living.

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      Carolyn Injoy 3 years ago from Mojave Desert, AZ, USA

      'Oh such pain, such realization to be done with youth, thrown to the ravages of time, reminiscing..'

      Thank God for memories. Alas sometimes time removes those as well. Aging has it's ravages & must be accepted, sometimes with pain. Consider however, the alternative.

      I've lived nine full years of grace after being resusitated. The first year I wasted time being angry because I had to learn to read again & I begrudged it. Reading had been my world, my solace, almost my everything.

      The last nine years have been filled with utter & complete joy. I discovered my purpose is sprinkling, spreading, sharing joy every opportunity I have. The bonus is being a prayer warrior but that doesn't belong here on aging.

      I love your 'take' on life & your willingness to expose your insights. Thank you.

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      Tony DeLorger 3 years ago from Adelaide, South Australia

      Thanks MsDora; indeed, life without change wouldn't be life at all. Thanks for dropping by. Take care.

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      Dora Isaac Weithers 3 years ago from The Caribbean

      Changes could be surprising, but the realization is that we're moving forward. Great poetry!

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      Tony DeLorger 3 years ago from Adelaide, South Australia

      Beautifully said Phyllis, even though the rest of us can fall to pieces, if we feel young, then life does not diminish. Have a great day.

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      Phyllis Doyle Burns 3 years ago from High desert of Nevada.

      Yes, we must live every moment. Your poetry is so fantastic, Tony, that you will live on long after this earthly journey is traversed. Youth is in the heart and soul of our existence and wisdom is in age.

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      Tony DeLorger 3 years ago from Adelaide, South Australia

      Thanks John, yeah it's the one thing we can't talk ourselves out of, or avoid. That's why we have to make the best of every moment. Take care mate!

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      John Hansen 3 years ago from Queensland Australia

      So true Tony, ever year seems to go faster than the one before. I look back 30 years (1984)and it only seems so short a time has passed. Sadly we can't turn back time. The body ages, but the mind stays the same...(mine anyway). Good poem.