Give me young and naive, anytime of the day;
getting wise as we grow old, is bollocks I say!
If at first you don’t succeed, don’t bother again;
learning by mistakes, is fools fodder for young men.
Recipes for long life are a marketing myth,
the longer you live, bones turn brittle and stiff.
Why wish to grow old, as those that left us will not,
Like old logs in a woodpile we wait for wood-rot.
Two questions are left, as our mind withers away,
will they remember, or even care where I lay?
By combining Poetry into a photograph you get POETPICS or PHOTOPOETRY.
A phrase of philosophy integrated into a photograph = PHILOETRY
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See how this and other poems play a part in the Story 'Finding Harvey’, crafting another dimension of creative writing = 3D-Poetry.