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Neopoet Weekly 03/15/26 t0 03/21/26

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Dawn Isn't Dead...

Yep, and even though we age,
we are still the young of heart.
My heart no longer fills with rage,
that I cannot do my part.

For I've a store of memories,
built to last the winter long.
So I'll swill a swig, a good little pig,
and fill my throat with song.

I will herald the son of Summer,
drink his heady wine,
eat sunshine in the dawn,
smell flowers on the vine.

My days are filled with joy, not money
I do not want for much;
mayhap, a little honey?
You know, you need some touch.

The years have stalked my body,
staked out my very soul;
though history's trail was faint,
I should have seen my role..

Childlike wonder at the universe,
it kept me rambling on,
I had a sugar-foot, didn't put it down
I was lost in the day at dawn.

I have regrets, I wish sometimes...
I guess we all have those.
But most of all, I wish I knew,
when I wore a younger man's clothes.

About This Poem

Style/Type: Structured: Western

Review Request Direction: What did you think of my title?
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Region, Country: New York State - USA, USA

Favorite Poets: Poe, Emily Dickenson, Robert Frost, Shakespeare, and many of the poets here at Neopoet.

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neopoet

neopoet

1 month ago

Neopoet AI (premium) [2025-04]

The below is a computer-generated response from Neo, Neopoet’s AI:

This poem explores aging and the persistence of youthful spirit, employing a conversational tone and accessible language. The structure is loosely organized into quatrains, though the rhyme scheme is inconsistent, which creates a sense of spontaneity but occasionally disrupts the musicality. For example, the first stanza uses an ABAB rhyme, but subsequent stanzas shift between rhyme, near-rhyme, and unrhymed lines. This irregularity may be intentional to reflect the unpredictability of aging, but it can also make the reading experience uneven.

Imagery is strongest in the second and third stanzas, with phrases like “store of memories, / built to last the winter long” and “eat sunshine in the dawn.” These lines evoke sensory experience and metaphorical richness. The use of “a good little pig” introduces a playful, self-deprecating tone, though the phrase may be jarring in its abruptness and could benefit from further contextual grounding.

The poem’s voice is reflective and direct, with moments of vulnerability (“I have regrets, I wish sometimes...”). The reference to “a younger man’s clothes” in the final stanza echoes cultural touchstones and effectively encapsulates the poem’s theme of nostalgia. However, some lines rely on idiomatic expressions (“childlike wonder,” “rambling on”) that risk cliché unless further developed or subverted.

The poem’s pacing is generally steady, but enjambment is used inconsistently, sometimes causing lines to feel clipped or unfinished (e.g., “I had a sugar-foot, didn’t put it down / I was lost in the day at dawn”). Clarifying the intended meaning of “sugar-foot” and tightening the syntax could strengthen these moments.

Overall, the poem’s central theme is clear and relatable, but greater attention to form, imagery, and lineation could enhance its emotional impact and cohesion. Consider refining the rhyme scheme, deepening the figurative language, and clarifying ambiguous references to create a more unified and resonant piece.

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William Lynn

William Lynn

1 month ago

Hi Geeze

I really enjoyed reading this one.  

Perhaps because I'm an old goat with few regrets but many memories of when I could do so many things, including sleep, without pain, without second guessing, without questioning. Getting to a very ripe old age sure beats the alternative, so going forward day by day seems like the only option, and it ain't all bad!

Thanks for this one, it was a fun read. - Will

Geezer

Geezer

1 month ago

I'm glad...

that this one reached you. Nope, not all bad; "we have to pick the battles that we can win, not the ones our egos demand". I still set goals, and occasionally I meet them with a semblance of due process. LoL. ~ Geez.

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Lavender

Lavender

1 month ago

Dawn Isn't Dead

Hello, Geezer,

This hit home with me, too!  Even most of my grandchildren are young adults now, which leaves me with a new era of my own, eating sunshine,  smelling flowers on the vine and absolutely wondering more about the universe.

Beautiful poetry!

Thank you!

L

Geezer

Geezer

1 month ago

I have...

many joys in my life; now, that I am done with the physical things that are no longer possible for me. I have fluorescent planets and stars on my ceiling; I paint ghastly faces on canvas board with fluorescent paints; I make shadow boxes from empty tissue boxes. I have rediscovered blues music, write poetry on one of the most beautiful sites that there is, and have long-range friends through Neo. Thank you!  ~ Geez.

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William Lynn

William Lynn

2 weeks 4 days ago

Hi Geeze

Boy, does this one strike home! 

As a certified really old guy, I can relate to each word and thought. It's fun to remember what once was fun and semi-important, but times change and so do we.  My life is still full, but with different thoughts, things that I enjoy, and so much more. 

Thanks for this one Geeze. - Will

Geezer

Geezer

2 weeks 3 days ago

Certified...

really old guy, huh? I guess that we should wear that title with some dignity, respect and a bit of humor. Glad you enjoyed the description of what constitutes an old person. Hey, the gods must have bestowed us with some magic or favors or something, because we have made it further than some of our contemporaries. Life is still exciting, in oh so many ways, let's keep celebrating, ~ Geez.

 

Ray Bear

Ray Bear

1 week 3 days ago

Well Done

I really liked this one.  The imagery of "eating sunshine" and having a "sugar-foot" gives the work a wonderful, whimsical energy that offsets the realization of the final stanza. I always love works on life's reflections. Also last line brought back an instant memory of Billy Joel's Piano Man 

Geezer

Geezer

1 week 3 days ago

I'm really glad...

that this one reached so many. I've been asked to explain "sugar-foot, in a little more detail. It is a saying that I got from my mother; when she told me that my Uncle Freddy wasn't staying with us after he got out of the Army. She said that having a sugar-foot is having a foot that is made of sugar and if you have it and put it down somewhere for any length of time, that it might get wet and melt. So, you keep moving through life, trying to avoid the "rain". 

Frederick Kesner

Frederick Kesner

5 days 21 hours ago

With the way the clothing…

With the way the clothing retail market goes we inevitably dress younger than we sometimes are comfortable with. After just over 8 months of glitchy access, I’m hopeful to be back more regularly. Haven’t been absent, just inaccessible. Truly glad to have this as my inauguration reopening read! 🙏🏻🕊️

Geezer

Geezer

5 days 10 hours ago

I am most glad...

to see you back from the far-reaches of the internet. Been there a time or two myself. Now, back at hand to the marvelous world of poets and poetry. Thank you for reading and commenting. ~ Geez.