Old Farts - (for young people)

 

Old Farts

 

The only difference

Between You

And the Ancient Ones

Is time.

 

Tread wisely

In your Youth

And the short steps beyond

For you are an Elder

In the Making.

Written 2013

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I hope you like that one. Small and sweet.

May life be kind to you.

I'm certainly a lot older than when that was written. A few years can make a lot of difference.

But as they say, old age is an honour.

It just ain't easy. 

(I'm not that old yet, but I respect older people for all they have and continue to go through).

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Allowing a love to die is not murder - Meditations on Love - Available to Purchase

 

Meditations on love & loss,

in an easily digestible poetry format. 

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Don't let the word poetry deceive you. These are snapshots at life, some based on true incidents and people, of the difficulty and absurdity of human relationships.

(Much was written in the lead up and process of the break up of my long term partner, so there's real and painful truth in there).

 

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A book about connection and our ongoing search to find it.

 

There’s friends and family and then there’s the greater world. Them. Are we really all that different? Aren’t we all struggling to find meaning and connection amongst the chaos?

 

An eclectic mix of stories and poems, many based on real situations and people. All are dripping with truth and feeling.

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Why modern poetry sucks...

Hi,

How's life treating you? 

Let's change the tone this week. 

(Written a few years ago, maybe 2019).

Most 'modern' poets praise the classics that came before, without exhibiting any of the rebelliousness and individuality that made those innovators great. The newbies follow the classics style without understanding their heart. They copy each other even more so. 

           

There's nothing more dull than the modern political rant. 😩 

(Usually with a large dose of ignorance and hypocrisy).

There’s always been these sycophantic bores who sprout mirror copies of those long gone and profess to know what it means. The point is and has always been, to make your own point and forget what has become before. Forget what is popular. Stand your ground. Live on the edge and be prepared to fall on your sword. Make your mark to suit yourself. If others don't like it, so be it. Whether the work has any actual longevity or not, well, only time can decide that.

To be fair, these days I just stay clear of modern poets. I've seen too bad ones to bother. There's only one I like. Actually, I love his work. He's an artistic genius. You can find him Here. 

And I do like Rupi Kaur too. Very simple but honest. 



I've saved my best Poetry for submissions (and my books) but I no longer send material out so I'm going to be sharing them with you. (Again, this post was drafted years ago so I've already been sharing some. There are hundreds that I haven't and probably never will). 

Meanwhile, look back on what I've made available through this site plus my two poetry books below. Us & Them and the things in-between is also half stories. 

My Poetry

Until next time,

Peace

Anthony

Meditations on Love and Loss

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'Caged' A Metaphor for depression

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Peace

Anthony

She was gone. How much should I care?

Hi,

I wrote this six weeks after the death of my good friend and ex-girlfriend, Sally Jones in 2022. We were together for three years and stayed close for another twenty.

 

To care or not to care

 

I sit in the closing night

I sip on a hot ginger tea

And I don’t care

About anything else.

 

It’s about the best thing

I’ve ever tasted

And I don’t care

About the world

Or the people in it.

 

There’s only the disappearing day

And the ringing in my ears

The tingling in my legs

The heavy heart

And shortness of breath

Thanks to the anti-depressant burden

But the tea is good

And I am still

And I don’t care

About anything else.

 

A month ago

I wanted to die

There were a couple of days there

Where I contemplated it

So, I could be with Sally

The one I overlooked

The love I let go

The regret I partnered

My inheritance.

 

How significantly

Emotions

Can alter life itself.

 

Now that the sting

Is not as deep

I can see life

I realise that I am lucky to have

What she does not.

 

Still,

In this moment at least

I find it hard to care

For myself, you see

Of course, I care about others

My daughter

My family

People I’ve never met

Like those suffering in the Ukraine

But for myself

There’s nothing.

 

It does not matter

What I do

The outcome will be the same

I suppose it is for everyone.

 

The nothingness

Will soon arrive

I’m really just here

For others now

There is no other purpose

Perhaps that’s all any of us

Are here for

To share the burden

To comfort when crumbling

To laugh and love

When it arrives

And maybe it’s better

To not think about it too much.

 

Yes.

 

I have another sip of tea

And decide

That tomorrow

I will try harder

To care a little more.

 

 

11.40 p.m.

16.3.22

 

I was genuinely heartbroken when Sally died in January, 2022. I had not experienced that sort of grief for a very long time, if ever. There was some dark moments.

Sally and I around 1999.

My book,  Us & Them and the things in-between is dedicated to her. Two of the stories and a few poems are about her. This one was not included. 

To mix it up, a bit of naughty post next time, Sin Bin.

Have a good week.

Peace

Anthony

Today, you will have a good day - Us & Them

 

Your present is this

 
Today you will have a good day
Today something will happen
That will make you smile.
 
Something will come your way
That will surprise you
A gift
To enrich your life.
 
Moments will pass
When you imagine your future
None of which will happen
Exactly as you picture.
 
Most won't happen at all.
Merely fiction.
 
Today, something will remind you
Of your past
Perhaps something pleasant
Perhaps it's opposite.
 
While you are in the present
You are also in both tomorrow and yesterday
You are a time traveller. 
 
Today may have its unsettling moments too.
But any experience
Forms part of the rich history
Of your life. 
 
Today is a gift
If you are able
To keep reminding yourself of that
Your day will be even better.
 
  
6.6.22

13 stories and 79 poems on the theme of connection, many positive like this one.  The book is dedicated to the memory of Sally Jones (Corvini). 

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