Joe Howell

Rookie (05-30-1950 / Tennessee)

Childhood Dreams

Poem by Joe Howell

Sunlight peeps thru closed curtains
like a sleepy child, nodding in - out
yet you sleep. the wave of pre-dawn
passion, renaming lost childhood dreams

I often wonder about some childhood friend,
how at the time we were pardners, for life
what has become of him? is he sitting
somewhere with a cup of coffee?

I touch your skin, to gently introduce you
to a new day, and you with a smile, say
'I was just dreaming about you' thus
leaving my thoughts of childhood friends

Comments about Childhood Dreams by Joe Howell

  • Artem Savelyev (5/7/2007 5:57:00 PM)

    Hi Joe! I am the main editor of russian internet-magazine 'Feather of linguist' (Pero lingvista) The theme of the second release of our magazine is CHILDHOOD and so I offer you to take part in it! Please, contact me as soon as possible! Email to (or if your mail-agent doesn't let you write to another country, use

    By the way, I have just translated this poem to Russian =)
    Best regards, Artem.(Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, August 4, 2005

Poem Edited: Monday, February 20, 2006