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YOUTH: a onetime gift

Contributed by maverick47 on Thursday, 8th December 2011 @ 06:48:32 AM in AEST
Topic: FriendshipPoetry

We ran the woods together
eating our paper sack lunches
in the hollow of a large brown stump
Summer was our season to explore
and romp, my bestest friend and I,
gazelles in fields of green and yellow,
mountain goats on cliffs above the stream,
two willing daytime prisoners
in natures' open fortress
Turning rocks and weathered stones
as we searched old Milbourne Creek for
wiggly water creatures to dwell for a
time in our blue coffee can and
rolling dormant logs pursuing
elusive yellow ring neck snakes
Life pushed on at the pace of a slick snail
keeping us young and full of curiosity
Eventually time invited urban sprawl to
our sunlit sanctuary but not before
coming of age offered a new approach
to summer quests, free of the taboos
of life below the age of eighteen
The speed of life expelled us from
the tranquility of rolling streams
and the aroma of showered nature
to the avenues of concrete wonderland
where trees and shrubs are reduced
homesite decorations to be fondled only
with ones eyes, while our coffee can
rusted beneath the back porch
Absent the subtle rewards of nature
we tested and tasted the bounties
at the table of streetwise maturity
Innocence was traded for the unforgiving
and costly rules of the streets
I long for the hollow of that old stump
and the then untainted summer sidekick
My bestest friend gets out of jail in June
and the streets are being paved down
at Milbourne Creek.

Copyright © maverick47 ... [ 2011-12-08 06:48:32]
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Re: YOUTH: a onetime gift (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Saturday, 10th December 2011 @ 02:17:36 PM AEST
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I'd call this one as a masterpiece. It took me on long ago child hood memories.
Blessings,
emy

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