Written for: Poetic Asides November 2017 Chapbook Challenge – Day 14
Two-for-Tuesday: Write a sonnet or other traditional form poem and/or
write an anti-sonnet or anti-traditional form poem.
I look back with nostalgia at childhood
memories, wearing rose-colored glasses.
Life recalled in black and white photos, I see
only the smiles in snapshot flashes.
Was there no hurt or sadness in younger years,
when pressure was greatest to conform,
when a slight from a friend could elicit tears?
Each age has its own unique uniform.
There is no harm in musing ’bout the past
as long as your mind does not become anchored
like a ship stuck in a quicksand morass.
As luck would have it, there are more years to conquer.
Each day another memory is made.
Walk with elation on life’s promenade.