I lack the spirit
of my younger self,
that satisfying zest
I’ve since replaced
with cynicism or something
just as sour.
Perhaps it’s merely
misplaced, that zeal
that bubbles in youth,
a soapy froth sterilizing
us as we age
unless we embrace the dirt.
Phillip Knight Scott | © 2019
Written for the dVerse Poets Pub Quadrille #93: Spirited Poems & VJ’S WEEKLY CHALLENGE #75: SATISFYING
Often Mumbled Musings 
Embrace the dirt, it’s healthier 🙂
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What a fantastic title. I love the spirit of this, pardon my wink to the word. This can be so true. Oh, that we would keep the effervescence of our youth.
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Nicely done 😉 Yes, if only we could have the best of both worlds / ages!
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One can hope!
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I wouldn’t mind some dirt now…
(but who would say anything positive about a dirty old man)
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HAHA
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You have to eat a peck of dirt in this world, my Granny used to say.
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A peck of dirt is just enough I think!
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This is so true; age does change us.
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We can only hope it’s for the better!
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I’d choose dirt over sterility any day, but I’m a hypocrite as evidenced by my reality.
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Yes it does get to that place, we must though strive to keep that spirit of youth at heart
Happy Monday
much love…
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Thanks 🙂
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I love this! Embracing the dirt – the mess – living in the moment – this is what keeps the youthful spirit alive.
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Thanks!!! Embrace that dirt!
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I like the idea of embracing the dirt. Well done.
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Thanks 🙂
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I can relate – I blame cynicism in my case. Grandchildren are helping me gain it back.
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My son is helping me … I’m sure it’ll get worse during his teenage years 😉
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Not necessarily. Kids can surprise you.
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It does and it doesn’t in the teenage years. Depends on if he likes the outdoors as much as mine do 🙂
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Embrace the dirt and be that of a kid again!
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I like the thought of embracing the dirt to avoid the cynicism.
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Because as we grow, we are, socialized to fear, and thus, we lose, that braveness we all had, as young children, and we can’t, get it back, because, once some things are lost, they’re, lost forever!!!
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Very true!
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I garden, so therefore I dirt. Well done! 🙂
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Thanks so much 🙂
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Too much soap is unhealthy. (K)
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Agreed – we need some germs 🙂
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Loved the poem.
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WOW, this is Good–I can relate.
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Quirky winsome Fun! We should always include a bit of fun and humor in our musings.
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Great metaphor. It does seem that we actually become overly obsessed with outside façades and polishing the exterior as we grow out of childhood. Alas, we are to take cue from those joyfully playing in the mud, with squeaky clean consciences.
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Love those last three lines! I fear too many become curmudgeons as they age 😦
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Unless.
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