This Day to Honor: a poem

This Day to Honor                             

 

by Joel Howard

 

Enjoy

Youth

with taut days of

Flesh and Exuberance

shall pass but once

and then the senses

but dream in wavy-hazy

Recollection.

 

a psychic once

Prophesied

a shorting of days

to which I answered by way

of living each hour

as if I alone owned

such a thing

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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