Poem Title : Enthusiast for the Exchange of Ideas between the Generations
Acrostic Poem 163

Enthusiast for the Exchange of Ideas between the Generations.
Now there's a thought for you to conjure with If you can find the time.
Time which you are about to tell me is in short supply
Hours Days,Weeks ,Months and countless Years go by
Ultimately having gathered your portfolio of Milestones
Sorting them in order of priorities from Gems to Millstones
I now beg you to rest for a while and Think !
A setting has been made for you at my humble table.
Start by humouring me and leave your EGO at the door.
That trait within your persona ,you will never be in need of.

Friendship has no need of that,as I have said before.
Out with any thoughts you have of praise or adulation.
Remembering your Special is all you need to know from Me.

The bridge that you must cross between the Generations
Heroes gathered six deep on either side calling you back
Exactly who those Heroes were? In but a few years will be forgotten.

Emancipate yourself from being in anybodies image than of God
Xenelastate, expelling any form or Texts of Aliens from your repertoire.
Chance your arm and raise your game to a much higher level if you will.
Have you brought with you a basic tool set?A new Laptop,some ink,a pen or quill ?
An understanding of the Classics are essential,Read Spenser,Shakespeare and any modern prose.
Never catching up,with all that has been written,but try,just try believe me `cause I know.
Getting back to what I was just saying,I ramble somewhat,you get that way with age.
Experience has a way uncanny,of making nonsense of somethings never be forgot.

Once in a lifetime, your path may cross,someone to make a difference in your Life.
For in that instant,your pathways crossing,make the most of what that contact is and was.

In that fleeting moment,that word or touch,eye contact or face book repartee.
Dedicated Friendships can be formed and Generations Bridged as you will see.
Endless and enduring meetings of minds encompassing a hundred years of life real-time.
A victim of a War to end all Wars sits at this table,along with many Folk since then.
So drink in all we have to offer as you hold the Future,yes in your hands,you're in your prime.

Be humble that we choose you to sit down with us,as we are Proud you take the Time.
Enabled as you have been by a basic education,we expect the best from you,we expect a lot.
To make each and every task you tackle,the one on which you wish then to be Judged.
We will expect the best that you are able,spell checked,no short cuts ,no sloppy work.
Emancipate yourself to walk with Kings to tolerate a Fool to understand all points of View.
Endear yourself to us as you would unto your Mother ,as you are Loved and dear to you.
Noting as we do ,from times passed, no place for any hate on your account ever to accrue.

The Bridge Between the Generations can Easily be crossed as I have said before.
Humour me if I appear to repeat myself again. As you get old the Memory tends to fade.
Endless dreams sometimes turn into reality and reality back into endless dreams.

Generated from the minds eye on how things used to be,and how indeed they are today.
Enchanting you with promises from your Youth:Oh Youth ,that time is Oh so brief ,I say.
Never,not in a Million Years,should you regret a wasted day within your allocated time.
Everywhere you go,every step you take,every friendship made enriches our Fellowship.
Rare or common to each Generation since the Dawn of time Itself.
Attributed to be in other words The Glory, The Glory of our God,No I mean just what I say.
Though I may be just a Humble Cranky Poet. With as some Folks say,No Axe to Grind.
I believe we all have a duty ,first and foremost .To Build a Bridge constantly through Life.
One on which a Poet writes in every style,in every metre and in an individualistic sense
Not wishing to be Laureate ,now or ever for that will wreck your Pure Creative Skill.
So Welcome to our Table,All are Here,My friend stay please,as long as you would like.

(Written in the Now gifted to The 1000th Man with grateful thanks 1st October 2009)