Poetry Post! And it's about time.

Aug 31, 2007 23:07

Pretty much speaks for itself I think. If anyone does happen to stumble across this please feel free to review!

Childhood

It’s vaguely familiar
The warmth of this scent
A sighing of days passed
And hours better spent

It’s a sweet, wordless whisper
A comfort, an ache
A knowledge of somewhere
Only memories can make

It’s the lift of a bird
Into shaped, fluffy white
It’s a wide open world
That can and just might

It’s the wonder of all things
And the knowledge of none
It’s a lifetime before you
And so little time gone

When your head fills with magic
With the fall of the rain
For the exquisite absence
Of knowledge, of pain

It’s days in the grass,
In the woods, in the stream
When sleeping or waking
Your life’s but a dream

This is the scent
That I’ve stumbled upon
These are the memories
That have slept for so long

This is the place
That awakens in me
This is the life
That no person can lead

This is the ache
That you feel when alone
This is the homesickness
That strikes when you’re home

And it comes with the knowledge
Of all you let by
The song of the playing field
The call of the sky

And as I stride onwards
Through this scent and these tears
I think of the distance
That grows strong with the years

And the relentless truth that affronts,
This obtrusive fact,
That I’m walking away
And can not ever turn back

writing, childhood, poetry

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