It's April Poetry Writing Month. WHOOOHOOO

Hello again blogging world. It's April and so that means i am participating in the month of writing a poem a day. This is fantastic because it gives a chance to those people who like writing but don't do it everyday to kinda boost their self confidence in their writing. I can't wait to read what other people have written today.  To all my fellow poets. Good luck with this months challenges. I hope i can keep up with it too. I am working on a screenplay as well as working on short stories for my creative writing class. So this will be a mega challenge to me. Since I am also doing the NAPO challenge as well. And next month i will be doing the story month. Woooohooo FOR creative writing persons.

Today's prompt is to write a communication poem. So I thought I'd write a poem about the communications i have had with older folks over the years.  So here goes nothing.


Old Folks


Have you ever noticed?
Old People are kinda funny
They are like children
With wrinkles on their face
They have an odor that is only described as “old people”
Kinda musty or mossy
Not quite sure
But they have all these great stories to tell
They have all these scars and cuts on their hands
From when they were in the war
Or when they took their wedding ring and threw it at their husband

They take a look at us young folk
And dissect us
Sometimes they make choices for us
“oh you’ve never heard of Frank Sinatra ”
they say.
But I respond
“Oh you mean Ol blue eyes. My way? Saturday is the looniest night of the week, April Rain”
then
their eyes light up like
that star on the Christmas tree.

“Ah, you’ve never heard of Humphrey Bogart”
“Oh you mean Bogie”
“You mean you know Bogie?”
“Why do you think I love fedora’s so much”

I think it’s funny though that after I tell them how much I know about the 20’s 30’s
They think I am some sort of special part of this generation.
But no,
Classic rock,
Classic movies
Classic books have all shaped the way my generation thinks

So, to the older folks
Sure we are young
We have more years in our life to get those scars
But just because we are young doesn’t mean
We don’t know your generation




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