Growing Up.

Cyhydedd Welsh bardic form

 

Growing up.

 Cyhydedd form

 

 

I do not claim I’m innocent

I have done things I now repent

 although some were by accident.

I must confess.

I am no different from the rest.

I always thought that I knew best

Ignored the help I could request.

Though I knew less.

 

Much less than what I thought I knew

As half grown youths all tend to do.

I realise that’s nothing new.

Now I’m mature

I learnt I must go with the flow.

Experience showed me it was so.

The learning process although slow

 was very sure.

 

Tuesday, 19 January 2010

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Reviews

[Tate Morgan]

You error of ways is like my own we learn to late to change the past

[Beatrice Boyle (Grandm..]

How true that is Ivan...Well done! As they say...too late smart!

Bea

[Poeticpiers]

It takes a life time to understand how foolish you were in your younger days
But of course you refused to listen to older and wiser folk
We have to make our own mistakes the more painful the lesson the more effective it is
Thankyou for kind review M ;lady

[THERISA]

Your poem, beautiful expresses the arrogance of the youth, in all of its grace and folly. Sharing with the reader by an older self, who's looking back on "his" life. Lending a maturity that only come with age and experience. Thank you, for sharing this interesting poem, looking backwards on one's earlier years.

[Angie]

I like this...it flows nicely and there's something cute about the simplicity of it. Can kind of picture a black and white drawing of a scraggly haired youth in one of those "childrens" books or poetry compilations that aren't quite for children where there's an element of comedy and a strong relate-ability. They have little books where they compile quotes from Dr Seuss or The Wizard of Oz...something to that affect.