09-17-2017, 02:30 AM
Hi, Claire Lou
Tired of getting old,
Of being told
That age is just a figment of the mind, defined
By that constant need for sleep. -I feel this way, but I don't think I am old, yet. I understand.
Life is good, very good. But sometimes it is very hard and makes me weary.
Naps crying out to be taken,
So as to try to reawaken
Your lust for life, that get up & go,
To show
That really, maybe, possibly, everything is but a number.
A number to a page that we are yet to write,
As we continue to fight ,
To carry on with each brand new day why brand? I'm thinking it's one beat too many
And stay away,
From those who say that purple is just for the young. I'd put a colon here.
A “Warning” for the youth
That petticoats can walk wings I thought of Hattie McDaniel's Petticoat, and smile remembering the scene.
And not only stalk but soar
I think your poem was written with much passion, but from your avatar I don't see someone very old. I thought of many things while reading your poem: about Lydia the seller of purple in the scriptures and I wondered if someone could do well selling purple nowadays, too. Isn't it a colour relating to royalty? I also thought about the Red Hat Ladies Society, or some society of that sort with a similar name made up of women who get together for lunch and wear red hats and pins shaped like hats, and then I thought why not purple hats, too? I myself have tried to wear purple, but it doesn't suit me (I tend to lean toward flax and neutrals because they make me feel natural and I like that very much). Red suits me a bit better than purple, but to me purple is not bound so much by age, as perhaps the colouring of a person. I see many sable haired ladies with darker undertones who fair much better wearing red or purple then us fairer types who are blond, who usually look good in reds, not purples, but may be too timid to consider it. Red-heads, however, who are much lovelier and bolder seem to be able to pull off purples nicely. But all in all, I get where you are going. Why let age stop you from enjoying and feeling pretty and beautiful? Thank you for the read, ClaireLou. It's funny, your name combined is made up of two of my uncle's names. Now I have thought of them and will need to remember to pray that they are safe, well, and happy. Your poem has brought on many thoughts and much wonder.
Blessings
nibbed
Tired of getting old,
Of being told
That age is just a figment of the mind, defined
By that constant need for sleep. -I feel this way, but I don't think I am old, yet. I understand.
Life is good, very good. But sometimes it is very hard and makes me weary.
Naps crying out to be taken,
So as to try to reawaken
Your lust for life, that get up & go,
To show
That really, maybe, possibly, everything is but a number.
A number to a page that we are yet to write,
As we continue to fight ,
To carry on with each brand new day why brand? I'm thinking it's one beat too many
And stay away,
From those who say that purple is just for the young. I'd put a colon here.
A “Warning” for the youth
That petticoats can walk wings I thought of Hattie McDaniel's Petticoat, and smile remembering the scene.
And not only stalk but soar
I think your poem was written with much passion, but from your avatar I don't see someone very old. I thought of many things while reading your poem: about Lydia the seller of purple in the scriptures and I wondered if someone could do well selling purple nowadays, too. Isn't it a colour relating to royalty? I also thought about the Red Hat Ladies Society, or some society of that sort with a similar name made up of women who get together for lunch and wear red hats and pins shaped like hats, and then I thought why not purple hats, too? I myself have tried to wear purple, but it doesn't suit me (I tend to lean toward flax and neutrals because they make me feel natural and I like that very much). Red suits me a bit better than purple, but to me purple is not bound so much by age, as perhaps the colouring of a person. I see many sable haired ladies with darker undertones who fair much better wearing red or purple then us fairer types who are blond, who usually look good in reds, not purples, but may be too timid to consider it. Red-heads, however, who are much lovelier and bolder seem to be able to pull off purples nicely. But all in all, I get where you are going. Why let age stop you from enjoying and feeling pretty and beautiful? Thank you for the read, ClaireLou. It's funny, your name combined is made up of two of my uncle's names. Now I have thought of them and will need to remember to pray that they are safe, well, and happy. Your poem has brought on many thoughts and much wonder.
Blessings
nibbed
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