Old Men mouth Spanish like barking dogs

Turn English into mournful howls and growls

Tell of times that will never come again

And many that have

And many coming round the bend

The truth forever is that it is love that fuels the songs

Love found, but more love that never made it to the second round

In each holy sound

It can be found

Still

The minor victories, the more petty defeats

Are what slip from the mumbling lips

Only the inebriate are allowed to reveal their pain

Old Men mouth Spanish like barking dogs

Turn English into mournful howls and growls

Some grow wise, some more the fool

Change is the one unchanging rule

Riches that were never won

Many others as well more valued than coin

Even the one that grabbled the golden ring

Is left with nothing but memory…

Even the memories end

What means this scratch left on the face of time

Few dare to ask, Fewer dare to say.

But I’ll tell

I didn’t show up to be popular.

Your tittles or your jot, where x marks the spot

Is the tale that stains the face of time

Edgardo

Author: Edgardo

Born in Houston, Texas and moved to Raymondvile, Texas in 1969. Family bought a radio station and helped with the family business until it was sold in 1997. Since then started an agency and mostly writes about experiences in Deep South Texas. Writers of the Rio Grande founder, editor and contributing author.

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2 Responses to Mouthings of Age

  1. Eugene "Gene" Novogrodsky says:

    …maybe there can be an EDGAR-ONLY reading this autumn, too many ideas NOT being heard ….

  2. ken trevino says:

    Beautiful imagery. Tough theme. I like the line “A scratch on the face of time.”

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