Something Other Than Something More
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Quicksand ~ it must have been!
Lightly rubbing a pair of crusty eyelids,
pulling at the telltale tracks of roundabout memories
with half-shuttered eyes, I thought back – I looked inwards.
I fell deep into a remembrance of last night’s restless wanderings.
* * *
Hoisted above the bustling crowd for a panoramic view,
the dreamy camera scanned the field for fond and familiar faces.
Reviewing scene after scene, and frame by frame quite quickly,
my spirit searched and soared for the long sought verification.
Then suddenly, and by surprise, there came a face I recognized!
In an instant, the focal point had zoomed in on its beloved goal.
*
Alone on a park bench lay the sleeping little boy.
His ball glove made for a pillow, as his bat nestled between his knees.
A visible innocence was clearly displayed in this crystallized vision,
which seemed to insure the safety of his youthful ambition.
*
Knowing full well the toddler’s name,
the wishes and dreams that once were mine…
Feeling torn between two worlds, I braced for a collision!
~ When out of the blue came the life that spread between us ~
* * *
Ah! The boy and I – misunderstood from the start.
Taken to be something more, something other than Nature intended -
something other than tingling sensations,
wavy red locks, and freckled cheeks that easily blush when teased.
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http://niamhclune.wix.com/plum-tree-poetry#!home/mainPage
Many thanks to Niamh Clune
for including my poem and me in this grand anthology!
THE BUTTERFLY EFFECT
June 27, 2012 at 8:13 am
Such a beauty, this one is, Dear Uncle!
And congratulations on being included in an anthology! It’s so exciting!
Is there a print version to be had?
June 27, 2012 at 8:56 am
Simply Stunning!
I love this line: When out of the blue came the life that spread between us
When young and old collide!
Congradulations too – What an honor!
God Bless
susie
June 27, 2012 at 10:29 am
Congratulations! I think this one is my favorite so far
June 27, 2012 at 7:48 pm
Welcome back, Uncle Tree! Congrats on the honor
June 28, 2012 at 4:54 am
Wonderful poem, Uncle Tree. Thank You for your participation in The Butterfly Effect. I will post to all our pages.
June 28, 2012 at 3:08 pm
Love to meet other poets. It’s beautiful here and I feel right at home. You can count me in for future visits. Thanks!
June 29, 2012 at 6:11 am
Something to write home about…..delightful!
June 29, 2012 at 5:28 pm
The innocent years – ya know? I feel indebted to that little boy.
He could really play ball, and now all I can do is have one.
June 29, 2012 at 5:32 pm
There’s nothing like going home, Tonia Marie. Just click your heels..
Peace, Uncle Tree
Nice to meet you, too! Cheerz to the future!
June 29, 2012 at 5:41 pm
The butterfly, especially the Monarch, helps me to take wings,
and bask in the glory of just fluttering away the day. Sometimes…
June 29, 2012 at 5:42 pm
Thank you so much, Ms. Warrioress!
June 29, 2012 at 5:44 pm
Goodness gracious! Thank you, Ms. Wilder. So glad you liked it!
June 29, 2012 at 5:58 pm
WoW, Susie! That’s a great compliment.
Mucho appreciated!
Thank you! God bless! And thank you again! Ya know…I was sorta
stuck before that line, and I didn’t want an explosion. So there
I was – inert and quiet – when out of the blue that line became one.
June 29, 2012 at 6:04 pm
Thank you so very much, Penny!
And good to see you again!
As much as I’d like to see myself on paper – this one is purely
electric, coded, playful, and as plain as as day on your nearest pc.
July 2, 2012 at 1:20 am
Beautiful. wonderful. What a great one to start your career with!
July 2, 2012 at 6:16 am
Start my career? Chuckle, chuckle…
Perhaps, the Senior Tour.
Stay cool, bro!
Cheerz, UT
July 4, 2012 at 10:44 am
To relive a dream, and to feel it all the same is a blessing from God. Visions in our minds that comes from our souls will always be the window to the imagination carried on by generations. You’re a blessing, and we are privileged to feel this again with you. ~j~
July 4, 2012 at 11:28 am
That’s a oh-so sweet compliment, Mi’Lady. Thank you kindly!
I do believe we are being allowed to return to an earlier age
and epic. Not to recover what we missed the first go-round,
but rather, to find something here that was never quite there.
I was reading E. A. Poe when you found me, and it only seems right
that I should let him speak through his words once again. Words
that hit home – words that remind me of magical moments in Time.
Luvz, hugz, and peace to you on this hot-hot-hot holiday!
Take this kiss upon the brow!
And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow-
You are not wrong, who deem
That my days have been a dream;
Yet if hope has flown away
In a night, or in a day,
In a vision, or in none,
Is it therefore the less gone?
All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream.