Something Other Than Something More

*

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

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17 thoughts on “Something Other Than Something More

  1. 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?

  2. 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

  3. 🙂 Thank you, Ed! I was hoping you’d like this one from Keith Alan.
    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. 😉

  4. There’s nothing like going home, Tonia Marie. Just click your heels..
    Nice to meet you, too! Cheerz to the future! 🙂 Peace, Uncle Tree

  5. 🙂 From the depths of my soul, I thank you kindly, Lady Clune!
    The butterfly, especially the Monarch, helps me to take wings,
    and bask in the glory of just fluttering away the day. Sometimes…

  6. 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.

  7. 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.

  8. 🙂 Thank you, Aaron! I’m glad you liked it.
    Start my career? Chuckle, chuckle…
    Perhaps, the Senior Tour.

    Stay cool, bro!
    Cheerz, UT

  9. Thank you so much for loving this, Caroline! 🙂 I was out to make
    that little boy proud of the man he turned out to be. Hope it worked.

    To be innocently clever and sentimental simultaneously — I got lucky.
    Speaking of getting lucky 😉 Sir Woody Willow wants..

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