~ The Accents Of My Youth ~
My love and I
Did such soft kisses make
That I questioned why
My mind could not remake
The accents of my youth
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She did at times
Wonder why I could not contain
This most subtle lullaby
And simply replicate
The promise in kissing's proof
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Brighter than virginal eyes
Starlit love did fast create
So many reasons why
Her sweet lips did make me so afraid
Of the accents of my youth
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My love downsized
By my own silly mistakes
Too slow to realize
Such soft kisses
Were her hearts refrain
Too late, to kisses undo
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Now, so long has arrived
And the simple fact that I
Am able to empathize
With a smile upon my face
While at the same time
I most happily hypothesize
Over the purely magical traits
That were
The accents of my youth...
Tony Taylor
*final edit
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beautifully written and portrayed Linda
Why thank you Miss LINDA!!.......I appreciate it dear lady!!.......smiles....T xo : )
wonderful poem as always
sir Tony
Thank you kindly Sir ETSELL!!......ALWAYS a pleasure!!........fist bump!!.....T xo : )
You’re welcome sir Tony fist bump right back!!!!!!!!!!!!!
love empathy, and love your gentle words! .............................................Jim
Yes!!......Love your kind words brother!!........peace and stuff JIM!.......T xo : )
Brother T. I was about to comment on your poem when my iPad crashed.
nevertheless .. I totally enjoyed this my friend. As I always do when you share.
Liked and Pinned Sir T.
Yeah!!....I hate it when that happens......some of my VERY best comments/insights have been lost to the never-ending river of disregarded info that we refer to as "Damn It, where that stuff go!!??"....lots of love to you!!....stay gold Wilford!!.......lots of love.......T xo : )
Hi Tony...a beautiful worded poem again my friend. Your writing is always so so eloquent. I take this to mean that life can sometimes throw such big boulders in our paths that we cannot see forward or backward and can become very detached even bitter. Then...to love again can soften us, make us more forgiving and gentle in our view of events...I could be wrong here but either way a stunning write x
The term sublime would not be inappropriate to leave behind this, the first of many more proposed visits .................................... Neville :)
Thank you Kindly Sir NEVILLE!!....albeit much too late.....I am most grateful for this visit!!......be well......T xo : )
Hello Tony, I think everyone should read this out loud. For it chimes beautifully from line to exquisite line. For me I sensed the reflection on the power in the age of young innocents. When we look more simply at things like love. It is less complicated from the mind and eyes of a child. Just my take. I might be wrong. The structure has been meticulously penned, and thought out. To allow the readers tongue to find rhythm in your words, which link between stanzas. For example: The third line in each stanza ends in the same sound. This really does generate a melodich ring that sings out, when read out loud.
You are a true craftsman of your art my friend. I enjoyed this immensely:)
Gwen x
AWESOME GWEN!!...to go so deep into it.....to actually pay closer attention to the craftsmanship......the structure.....Ahhhhh!!......You are precisely correct in your assessment once again.....from the naivete' of looking through a child's eyes....to the metering of the phrasing itself!!....yours are the heart and ears of the true poet!!.....Always looking for the subtle.....for once you seek....you will surely find....and if you never seek......
Smiles,
Thank you SO very much dear poet sister!!
your friend and ever-admirer
Tony