Timmy Curran


Boomerang - Poem by Timmy Curran

When the time it
comes, to acknowledge
old age, the bitterness
will no longer enrage
The peace will be
where its always been,
tucked deep within,
stored away with the sin
that´s piled and sorted
neat little stacks
all rightly proportioned
Lonliness is not to be
ridiculed, its there
for the marvelous ways
it takes to make it
through the days,
to be surrounded, encased
but such a sight
with memories of each face,
as the childs´toy
passes to the old man
playing alone in the sand
with his boomerang

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Comments about Boomerang by Timmy Curran

  • (11/15/2015 10:14:00 AM)


    Old age and childhood share a number of similarities in the mindsets, anxiety and restlessness of mind of the two. Skillfully crafted poem with superb imagery. Enjoyed reading. Thanks for sharing.10 + points. (Report) Reply

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  • Shakil Ahmed (11/15/2015 9:52:00 AM)


    all rightly proportioned
    Lonliness is not to be
    ridiculed, its there
    for the marvelous ways

    these lines are really poetic, i enjoyed reading your poem, thanks for sharing, Brother, if you find time please read some of my poems and leave your comments.
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Poem Submitted: Sunday, November 15, 2015



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