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Poetry content is the work and copyright of Michael Walsh. It is hoped that those who find my poetry to their taste will purchase the online anthology of nearly 100 poems, Diamonds Last Forever.

10 May 2014 @ 22:06


Michael Walsh Poetry:


I wish that I were forty, or even years more;

If every man was forty, there'd never be a war.

Old men can't know everything as all the young men do;

Perhaps this is the reason why the young men are so few.


I can't stop mothers caring, it is a mother's role,

As salmon will be instinct led to reach their spawning goal.

Young men are rash and reckless, pawns in old man's game,

As moths that go to happy death when drawn to flicker flame.


If wise men over forty years were ever called to war,

They'd turn their guns around and ask what are we dying for;

But youth is rarely prudent, young blood runs hot as fire,

Their blood the fuel that old men use to light their funeral pyre.


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jeanbush said:
25 February 2016 @ 03:41

Stunning and true.

I wish that I were 20
And knew what I know now.
I'd stop the world from burning
And live to tell you how.

Well, not up to your snuff, for sure. Haha!

Would you really go back if you could, but empty handed? Or are you content to slog away with all weapons intact?

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