i ain’t complaining and i ain’t crying the blues

looking back

when I had my youth

I gave my days and nights

to work on an assembly line

working 10 hour days

at a truck factory in Louisville



all the time

wanting to be a writer

and live off the poems


in my spare time

I wrote and wrote

for years


then I realized my dream

of writing was only going

to be a dream, nothing more


I still had enough energy

to go to college

it took me twice as long

and I found work I loved


I gladly worked two jobs

to catch up on bills


it’s strange how time slips by slowly

now the wind is blowing

a different direction

employers love the energy

of youth

I have discovered one thing

(at least for me)

 experience is not

all that important anymore anymore —

no one wants my years of experience

they want students out of college without

experience so they pay less

(Oh my, the mistakes I could help

them avoid, if only I was hired as

their director). 

New therapists can do more harm than good

if they do not have experience in their field.


I’ve stopped looking

for work I love, you see . . .

my youth has faded



where did you go?


now don’t read me wrong

I ain’t complaining

and I ain’t crying the blues

I am just

thinking things through


Published by Jim Wortham

As a teen, wanted to live from writing poetry. Wrote several books, selling nationally. Hung out with readers throughout the United States. My writing has been on back burner. Now dusting off my desk and have my pen in hand. Hope you enjoy some of what I write.

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