Treasure Island

Glen Martin Fitch


PUBERTY


A toddler's life
is wonderful and strange.
From innocence through pain
we come to know
the world, our place,
observe our bodies grow.
Though molded much,
we sense each inner change.
Within my cells
the clever code incurled
the when and where and how
I am to be.
And in my teens
quite unbeknownst to me
one day
my first coiled private hair unfurled.
And while my muscles swelled
and frame soared tall
a sense of malcontent
within me grew,
emotions surged and dove.
As if on cue
up surged a sense of self.
I got my Call
and no repressive,
fearful force could stop
this soaring, conscious thought
from going pop.

Submitted: Thursday, October 17, 2013
Edited: Thursday, October 24, 2013

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