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Growing up
by Adrian CalhounIt used to be fun,
never looking back,
running full speed through life.
Taking all kinds of crazy chances,
ignoring all of the risks.
Wild-eyed and dangerous,
the creed of a misspent youth,
caution didn't exist.
Madness was the method,
chaos the weapon of choice,
wreaking havoc and causing damage.
Take no prisoners,
ask no names,
burn it all down and just walk away.
Funny how life and priorities change with age.
These days, the focus has shifted.
The thrill is gone,
the chase is rather boring.
Slowing down and settling in,
trying to relax more.
Attempting to find order in the chaos,
seeking a method out of the madness.
No longer wishing to live fast,
live hard, or die young,
wanting to become an old man.
Watch the children grow up,
perhaps see some grandchildren one day.
The creed now, simplicity. 04/09/2003 Author's Note: but i'm still a 'Toy's R Us' kid
Posted on 04/09/2003
Copyright © 2024 Adrian Calhoun
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Michelle Calhoun on 04/09/03 at 01:44 PM I'm sorry that growing up has become so boring, but at least you have a pretty blonde girl to grow old with your toys-r-us kid. You can play with my Barbie if I can play with your hotwheels. LOL Good work about a life past. You don't want to be "him" anymore. Lets grow old together. I'll try not to make it too boring! XOXOXO Forever & Always, Angel |
| Posted by Mary Ellen Smith on 04/10/03 at 01:58 AM Well said! And I'm with you on this one.... |
| Posted by Quentin S Clingerman on 04/10/03 at 06:42 PM You use contrast very effectively! Michelle, the steadying hand I think! :) May you both indeed grow old together with grandchildren around you. |
| Posted by Thomas K. Hunt on 04/12/03 at 08:43 AM you've captured it here....well done |
| Posted by Charles E Minshall on 04/17/03 at 02:55 AM Together is what makes life a thrill and worthwhile. Good poem Adrian and good response
Michelle....Charlie |
| Posted by Jeanne Marie Hoffman on 05/07/03 at 05:14 PM I really like this contrast between 'now' and 'then'. I'm still teetering in 'then' (College student who won't grow up) |
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