memories are singing
through me, from me
louder than canyon echoes
i watch us
tinting our expressions
with borrowed confidence
we are the parents now
the aunts, the uncles
wanting to pass along
the tribal rites
link arms in communion
surrounding the young
providing a haven
of knowing, of being
with each other
integral to the clan
remaining elders
test the strength
of our bond and purpose
while relaying again
the lyrics of our song
reluctantly i submit
to the changing of the guard
Jaymie Thorne's Personal Musings 
May 22nd, 2010 at 5:49 am
Passing the generational baton. How reluctant as you may feel, you have to pass it on. You can’t be young forever. Nice work in painting this poetically. Cheers!!!!
July 3rd, 2010 at 3:24 am
I don’t mind growing old…it’s the responsibility that’s scary, lol.
May 22nd, 2010 at 10:55 am
Ah, the changing of the guard! How I longed for it as a youth (it never happened) and how I missed it as an adult, and how afraid of it I am as I look over my shoulder at more than half my life.
Great stuff here, Jaymie, and nice to see your work again. 🙂
July 3rd, 2010 at 3:25 am
It kind of creeps up all sudden like. 😉
May 22nd, 2010 at 1:06 pm
the changing of the guard…a tough time but if we have taught them well that should give us some comfort…
July 3rd, 2010 at 3:26 am
my mom is still playing tug of war with the reins, lol. the reluctance appears to be on both sides.
May 22nd, 2010 at 1:18 pm
*applause* A great poem, J. 🙂 As always, it’s scary to think of that guard changing, not so much in the next generation coming up – although some of them give me cause to wonder. 😉 I think the scary part is knowing I have to let go, and frankly, I really don’t feel like it. 😀
Good to see you hon! I hope you’re going well, what the the job and classes and all. *hugs*
July 3rd, 2010 at 3:27 am
letting go is certainly a challenge. 🙂
May 25th, 2010 at 1:34 am
what a thrill to see you post again…
very well delivered poem…
cheers!
July 3rd, 2010 at 3:28 am
Thank you J…been missing you!
May 25th, 2010 at 1:35 am
The Celebrate Poet of April Runner-up Award
plus
two more on the bottom….
Happy Tuesday!
😉
July 3rd, 2010 at 3:28 am
Not quite ready for awards but thank you for thinking of me. 🙂
May 25th, 2010 at 12:45 pm
Did someone graduate? Are they leaving the nest?
I know the baton will be carried with the same pride it came from.
July 3rd, 2010 at 3:30 am
All that and more. More specifically an older relative died. It is strange that there is still beauty involved, even in loss.
May 25th, 2010 at 3:32 pm
please visit Brian to wish his 14th marriage annivesary.
Thanks a lot!
July 3rd, 2010 at 3:31 am
Things were crazy and I missed it. Thank you for keeping on top of things J. 🙂
May 26th, 2010 at 7:14 pm
Welcome back. This one is very relevant as I reflect on my situation as a dad with a birthday on the horizon.
July 3rd, 2010 at 3:31 am
I hope his birthday was a wonderous celebration of him.
May 27th, 2010 at 3:51 am
its only the memories which remain with us when someone leaves..
July 3rd, 2010 at 3:32 am
luckily memories seem to have a tangible quality of their own.
May 27th, 2010 at 8:07 am
wow, i feel this myself so deeply. thank you for voicing it with such eloquence and feltness…
July 3rd, 2010 at 3:33 am
Missing you something fierce. I hope things are well and you are finding time to soak in some sun.
May 28th, 2010 at 10:16 pm
You speak of a grand tale, as old as society, and conspicious by its infallible repetition everywhere. Your poetry makes people relate and reflect, in their own different capacities, that “changing of the guard”. Wonderful work, as always.
July 3rd, 2010 at 3:34 am
It hits all of us from different sides at different times.
May 31st, 2010 at 12:56 am
Funny, we were joking about this very thing at work yesterday. We were talking about how there were things our parents did that seemed dorky or uncool when we were younger, but now its our turn to be dorky and uncool. Great poem…always a treat to read your work.
July 3rd, 2010 at 3:35 am
I’m seeing a vision of hubby in dark knee socks with shorts, lol!
May 31st, 2010 at 5:35 am
nice vivid imagery and a strong poem ; well done.
July 3rd, 2010 at 3:36 am
Thank you, I hope you are still writing I haven’t been able to visit many blogs lately. I’m hoping to change that soon.
June 1st, 2010 at 2:22 pm
Another phrase that may be appropriate is “generational tradition passing.” Your writing is extraordinary and reaches into the depths of the readers’ souls.
July 3rd, 2010 at 3:37 am
Thank you for stopping in…generational tradition passing – I like it. 🙂
June 2nd, 2010 at 12:43 pm
Family life keeps us young and old at the same time. 🙂 I love the way you have expressed your thoughs on this. I see changes everyday in this world. The family unit needs to stay strong. 🙂 Hope you are having fun with work. Nice to see you posting. 🙂
July 3rd, 2010 at 3:38 am
Ah Luisa, I miss you and your bright outlook. I’m working to change things. 🙂
June 5th, 2010 at 4:40 pm
very nicely written Jaymie
you are an inspiration
July 3rd, 2010 at 3:39 am
Thank you Shraddha, I hope all is well in your world. 🙂
June 6th, 2010 at 10:55 am
how are you?
hope that you enjoy a relaxing and beautiful Sunday!
work hard,
work smart!
😉
we miss you.
July 3rd, 2010 at 3:40 am
Oh J, I miss blogland more than you know. 🙂
June 8th, 2010 at 7:21 pm
I just wanted to come by and wish you a very happy time blogging. I will be on vacation. I will do my very best to get to a computer.I may have to leave a quick comment, but you will know I have been by. I will also be checking my blog for comments left. So, if you leave a comment….REMEMBER…Make me SMILE. Thanks to you all.
July 3rd, 2010 at 3:40 am
I hope the vacation was half as amazing as you Luisa!
June 9th, 2010 at 9:20 am
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June 9th, 2010 at 10:14 am
strong..
July 3rd, 2010 at 3:41 am
thanks.
June 9th, 2010 at 11:02 am
perfectly written!
July 3rd, 2010 at 3:41 am
written as felt.
June 9th, 2010 at 12:06 pm
the reality of generational change is sometimes disconcerting … always a reluctant time for the old guard
July 3rd, 2010 at 3:42 am
I think the reluctancy is on both sides.
June 9th, 2010 at 12:23 pm
well written and well received, keep up the good work i always look forward to reading your poems
July 3rd, 2010 at 3:43 am
Trying to find my way back.
June 9th, 2010 at 8:37 pm
Yep, yep, and YEP. SO surreal, isn’t it? This is lovely. Thank You and Cheers and Namaste. 🙂
July 3rd, 2010 at 3:43 am
Oh Bliss, seeing your post made me smile. 🙂
June 11th, 2010 at 6:01 pm
Beautiful and meaningful. I really like this piece. : )
July 3rd, 2010 at 3:44 am
Thank you. I wrote it in memory of my aunt.
June 12th, 2010 at 4:14 pm
Nicely written– a feeling that comes to us all.
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July 3rd, 2010 at 3:44 am
No way to avoid it.
June 20th, 2010 at 2:37 pm
Happy Father’s Day to Dads in your life.
Take good care.
July 3rd, 2010 at 3:46 am
Aren’t dads amazing? We spent the day at a lake with my folk and siblings’ families. Was a wonderful time. I hope you had a fun time celebrating too!
June 22nd, 2010 at 2:48 pm
love, love, love this with all the fibres of my heart. 🙂 x
July 3rd, 2010 at 3:46 am
Thank you Jasmine. It felt good to get it out. 🙂
June 24th, 2010 at 8:58 am
hi Jaymie… realized I never took the time to tell you how much I liked this one of yours… I do. You are so good at seeing the big picture, and transporting us back in time – or forward…
Miss your writing.. but, glad to have enough here to look back on… and catch up on things I missed. Hope all is going well for you. Rest up. Relax. Refresh. Come back when you’re ready. =)
July 3rd, 2010 at 3:48 am
Isn’t life an adventure? I’m working at making a path back to the clearing. 😉