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On the Backside
by Joe CramerNow, on the backside of my life
I watch the days speed by in a blur.
My time hastens towards its end
As I try to remember how it did begin.
What has happened, what did occur?
I miss the carefree days
As I watch my pebbles hasten toward the shore.
On the backside of my life
There is no love, only strife.... 08/16/2007 Author's Note: Written on my 50th birthday.... with a nod to Shakespeare, who died in his early 50's.....
Posted on 12/13/2007
Copyright © 2025 Joe Cramer
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 12/13/07 at 02:14 PM I'd say on the strength of this that you've got more than a few good poems left in you. A lot more. |
| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 12/13/07 at 04:11 PM Well, this is just plain sad... |
| Posted by Charlie Morgan on 12/13/07 at 05:22 PM ...joe, as the kids today say: i feel you...like kristina says...succinct, to the point and resultingly lovely w/ your[and my] reality...good 'un, peace chaz |
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