Ever torn between
my age in numbers
and how I feel
that I should slow
down not measure
my minutes for their
industriousness.
We’re younger than
we’ve ever been
before and for
so much longer.
That my mother,
my father had to
commit to life
together houses
together dogs
cats children
jobs – well did
it make them
stronger I wonder?
We’re younger than
we’ve ever been
before and for
so much longer.
To commit to
anything seems
too limiting
and we’re the ones
who say no to sacrifice
because we eat, drink,
be merry like we
deserve any of it.
fog up the windows 
Lovely
The last two stanzas really hit it home for me. Awesome poem, makes me miss writing.
Cheers,
Joe
Same thing I was thinking. Great poem that touches the core while tiptoeing on real life.
Joe – Thank you so much for your response! And write more, for goodness sake! : )
Wow, this is really awesome! I hope you don’t mind a reblog. 🙂
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Just a Freshly Pressed poem that I wanted to remember.
A thought provoking perspective. Things are changing but in what ways, and are we better for it? I like the layout of your stanzas.
“say no to sacrafice”… what a line. really made me thing. this is not something i always feel i can do. my entire life is about sacrifice these days, and maintenance and rebuilding… saying no to sacrifice seems like saying no to breathing, no to living, not to the people i love most. i will always sacrifice my interests in the interest of what’s best for them. when i read that i think of someone so dedicated to finding a freedom of sorts that they do not keep roots. i can’t decide whether i would want that or not
I like how I scroll over your picture at the top.
And the poem too. 🙂
Nicely done – congrats on your FP! I am just starting to dabble in poetry. I love this.
It is, indeed, all a gift, isn’t it?
ENJOY it Indeed
beautifully said!
The millennial kids
What a beautiful picture and blog. Are you sure that picture of Hammonassett Beach, CT isn’t San Diego? It is so pieceful and awesome.
incredible thank you
How do you know if you don’t commit? You can not say. Most often it is a sacrifice, because it is someting we believe in and care about. And that is worth commiting to. The fun of it all! Gee… That is a lot to put in my soft memory bank. Fun? Yes! But fleeting and usually not memorable in the long run. Can we really say we deserve? I do not know. Even not being commited is saying that I believe in it enough to commit to not taking the challenge of commiting. The day is comming to an end. Make the most of each and every day.
Enjoy the commitments and the spontaneousness of each and every moment.
The fun of it all!
good
how gorgeous…”To commit to
anything seems
too limiting
and we’re the ones
who say no to sacrifice”
enjoyed every bit…congratulations on being freshly pressed!
This has inspired me to publish my poems on my blog! Nice poem by the way. 🙂
So glad! : )
It says a lot more than seen at first glance- something to think about today- thanks for this!
I really like how you nailed it home at the end. great truth in your words and eloquently played out.
I like it.
This is an awesome poem. There really comes a time when we think about this kind of things, especially when we get older. Just remember that it is never too late to do whatever it is we want.
I really like this piece of writing. 🙂
just beautiful!thank you.
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Wow the Last stanza hit me like a train.. It is soo true. Sadly. There are two coins of every story. And us wanting more and more from life is making us numb as well.
I liked this and relate. Though I am of the generation just on the cusp — the one in which many of us still committed in the way our parents did — house, spouse, baby. And we’re coming upon middle age now … wondering what color the crises will be. Will they be the midlife crises of old? Or something new? Glad to have discovered your blog on Freshly Pressed. (Fog up the windows is a great name, btw)
I have had this exact same conversation with myself. Hugs!
i loved it…..very nice.
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I have these same thoughts. This is so insightful and curious. I love it!
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Wow, that’s a really well-written poem! I see a lot of truth in both the merriment of enjoying life and the commitment to family. I think a good balance is the best way to live 🙂
Cheers,
Courtney Hosny
Great poem, and I love the refrain. Congrats on being freshly pressed:-)
Beautiful and so real ! Thank you for this delightful read!
Great poem! I love the ending.
powerful and beautifully paced.
Beautiful poem – lovely blog. Congratulations.
Love the title of your blog!
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Beautiful Poetry, thank you:)
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Love it. An ode to living life to the fullest. As adults, we tend to lose sight on the youth we still have.
I loved your poem. And I think that committing to something makes us stronger.
I agree. This poem was really born of frustration with those who balk at commitment. Thank you for reading!
Wow … beautiful poem. The last few lines were completely unexpected and made me think “Wow … I need to go think some more”
Woah, did you just live life with me for the past week and a half? …because I’m pretty sure that poem was just all up in my brain and running along with my thoughts…
Thanks for sharing. I look forward to reading more!
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very insightful there! 🙂
Very nice poem. Please drop my blog and read some of mine when you get a chance. Connie
This is a great poem.
Very nice, thank you for sharing!
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Well done! Thought-provoking questions in your title and throughout the poem. Interesting choice of words: “That my mother, / my father had to…” What if instead we look at them as “daring to commit”? And that we who see commitment and sacrifice as limiting are missing out on the mystery of the gifts that they can be? Just some thoughts provoked by your words…
I suppose when I compare my own options in life to my parents’ – I have a lot more choices. And up until this point, I have held that these choices are liberating and only good. Just recently, I have noticed how many people in their twenties play this game of bumper cars + I know see the real value of commitment and sacrifice. Thank you for your comment…!
Beautiful poem! Congratulations on being freshly pressed!
It sounds sad; a reflection on the disabilities of ennui and the fear of commitments. Beautifully written.
You nailed it. : )
This is amazing “…that I should slow
down not measure
my minutes for their
industriousness”.
Some times we can’t seem to keep up and looking back, you don’t see what was done. It’s real easy to get lost in this maze of life. Love the poem a lot.
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Absolutely love this. Great insight to our daily life.
Nice literary piece. “Live and let live!”
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Thoughtful…Inspired…Lovely…
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This struck a chord on so many levels!!!
Totally resonates with me…been feeling similar to this lately. Well done.
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Awesome poem, makes me keep writing.
Beautiful poem!
Made my mind ponder. The imae that you used here, as a direction to my thoughts. Suddenly feelin a fresh unreal breeze, I am ‘made’ to think; But What Is It That I Want?
Beautiful Poem; Especially the last stanzas.
love your poem!
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something I wish I was able to orchestrate.
Very nice!