The Late Bloomer Baby Boomer - 3 Poem by Richard Wlodarski
The Late Bloomer Baby Boomer - 3
The Late Bloomer Baby Boomer - 3
Kindergarten
Suffocating
Periphery
Cries screaming
For freedom
Are disciplined
Creativity dying
Teacher hating
Warm milk given
To pacify
Children sleeping
Days turn into weeks...
And weeks into months...
And months into years...
Richard Wlodarski (c) 2026
I somehow knew that besides the poetry, we had certain other things in common. Thanks for reading and the comment, Michael.
Ths is evolving into another brilliant series. Here, for some reason, I detect the early/mid 1960s. There is so much significant change about to happen. There is a sense of a profound calm before an immense storm, Awesome verse, Richard!
2) cont'd: Calm before the storm. And then...storm followed by profound calm! My mentors and muses were invaluable in my reaching that profound sense of inner calm!
Thank you so much, M.J.! You're a little off with the time frame. That being said, as the series progresses, it does enter into that era. And with it, my mention of my muses.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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M.J. and Michael, thank you so much for the 5 Stars!