Treasure Island

Tyler Howat

The Teenagers

It is our cruel fate
To be in a world filled with excessively fertile
People. These sad times of late
Make some wish to close in like a turtle.

But there is no light
Shining through the overwhelming
Darkness. People with faces so bright,
All they do is stare, but they don't see.

In summer they all recline on decks,
All nature seems to be harmonious.
The young men, they daydream of sex
While the girls are completely oblivious.

The dim flicker of hope is haunting,
It's fading light is somewhat daunting.

Submitted: Friday, July 21, 2006
Edited: Wednesday, August 18, 2010

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  • Mary Nagy (7/24/2006 12:52:00 PM)

    I like this Tyler. A pretty bleak picture of the world...rightly so though. (I doubt girls are as oblivious as the guys think) Nice work. Sincerely, Mary (Report) Reply

  • Herbert Nehrlich1 (7/23/2006 10:00:00 PM)

    A 'puzzle' poem? You have a very good command of this free verse thingy.
    BUT, I would take the apostrophe out of the last line (we Krauts are very picky) .
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