Nettles

[Jerrybaldy]

Mid morning
Coco pops done
Beano comic read
All systems go
Shorts on. Sun shining
Tracy still thinks I’m great.
Top of the cherry. Lop sided grin
Salt and vinegar crisps
I played with myself
Don’t tell anybody
Let’s go for a walk that
Takes all day
Pick cowslips
Drink warm orange squash.
Never get old.
Let’s roll in nettles
Until we die.

[Hawkman]

"We lived upon nettles, when nettles were good,
And Waterloo porridge was the best of our food"

Traditional, "The Four Loom Weaver"

[MiltonSatyr]

I like the sonic landscape and the images you paint here. It has a lot of sensory depth, and it seems to capture the essence of "age is only a number." An acceptance of death while trying to maintain a youthful passion for life. Thanks :)

[prendrelemick]

Recalls another great poem of yours, for that "Time" competition.- nostalgia eh, what can you do?

[Adolescent09]

Hmm; I've been mulling over existentialist concepts and expansion/extraction from the {self}.

I detect curious, sexual mischief, lascivious, exploration of self. It seems naughty but so relatable. The evolution of taboo.

I agree with MiltonSatyr on the 'youthful passion' with age only being a number.

[tonywalt]

really like this one

[Jerrybaldy]

Pren. How the hell do you remember that? Gobsmacked here. Only have a vague memory myself