I’m the youngest in my family
And when I was a girl
My father, mother, and sister
Loomed as greater creatures in my eye.
In this childish time
I was filled with much wonder;
One night I laid on a patch of soft grass
Looking up at the stars,
There were so many
They seemed to keep each other company
Out in the cold and vastness of space.
I was alone in my admiration.
But then my sister came,
“You see the stars” she said, “their plentitude,
There’s probably one for every pedophile.”
And then she chuckled.
And now that I am grown
When I look up at the stars I shiver
For I know what the word pedophile means,
And I cannot bear to lie upon the grass and look at them.
I can not bear to lie upon the grass at all,
For I would think of the grass
And what someone told me once
About suicides and blades of grass.
there are some really deep thoughts going on here, more than meets the eye i think... this is really excellent writing. -ROCCO
Thrilling....great stuff..you are a great poet....my 10
It's funny how things that we here as kids can have a lastin effect on us. I still avoid cracks in the sidewalk! ! I thought it was just me being silly...until I caught my little guy (5 yrs) hopping one day as we walked...and muttering to himself...'don't step on a crack...or you'll break your mother's back...' So...I guess I'm greatful that not everything we here as kids is true.: -) Very creative poem! Hugs, Dee
ne plus ultra “ blades and suicides of [grass]” what a 180 degree turn; you actually made a play dough of language and kneaded it at will
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
An amazing muse philosophical on stars. I hav unpostd poems on stars in which i too said sth like 'they keep each other company' in a difrent way, so i enjoyd dis awesome poem. Pls review my latest poem too.