Poetry Day: My Imagination Addiction

Carl Sagan Quote (Supposedly. Internet isn’t always honest.)

(Damn . . . This one hurts even more now.)

I sit and yearn
For my younger years
Not a day went by
When creation
Escaped my grasp

 

Heroes were born
Artifacts were forged
Waiting for villains
To emerge
From the dark side of my soul

 

I mixed them like a chef
Creating my worlds
Where I played at god
Evolving my children
Every day and night

 

Then the horrors came
Reality and life
Dashing lies of childhood
Which I clung to
Until the bitter end

 

I still hold hope
Carrying my notebooks
Within a dusty satchel
Snatching at free time
Like a starving addict

 

It has come to pass
That I sneak my addiction
A poem every day
To keep the flame alive
Even if it’s dim

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About Charles Yallowitz

Charles E. Yallowitz was born, raised, and educated in New York. Then he spent a few years in Florida, realized his fear of alligators, and moved back to the Empire State. When he isn't working hard on his epic fantasy stories, Charles can be found cooking or going on whatever adventure his son has planned for the day. 'Legends of Windemere' is his first series, but it certainly won't be his last.
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11 Responses to Poetry Day: My Imagination Addiction

  1. L. Marie's avatar L. Marie says:

    Very poignant. I’m glad you have your notebooks and poetry in the midst of diminished free time to write.

    I miss the days when I wrote more and didn’t consider the freely offered opinions of others.

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  2. A poem a day is a great idea.

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  3. Not really a poetry guy, but I felt this one.

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  4. Jennie's avatar Jennie says:

    My goodness, if this isn’t the best poem and Sagan quote, and the most heartfelt expression of imagination.

    Like

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