18 by Adam Tod Leverton

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

Poetry by Adam Tod Leverton

when I was 18
I thought I had mastered
the dull plod of years
as they lay-slopping away
just ahead of me
and now as my
hair falls or grays
there is no mastery
over the plodding years
no bridle, no harness
no way to tame them.
Adam Tod Leverton

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Submitted: December 12, 2010

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