Childishness Poems

All the world's a stage,
And all the men and women merely players;
They have their exits and their entrances,
And one man in his time plays many parts,
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There are too many waterfalls here; the crowded streams
hurry too rapidly down to the sea,
and the pressure of so many clouds on the mountaintops
makes them spill over the sides in soft slow-motion,
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Ah me! conceiv'd in sin, and born in sorrow,
A nothing, here to day, but gone to morrow,
Whose mean beginning, blushing can't reveal,
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My little Son, who look'd from thoughtful eyes
And moved and spoke in quiet grown-up wise,
Having my law the seventh time disobey'd,
I struck him, and dismiss'd
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À Maxime du Camp
I
For the child, in love with globe, and stamps,
the universe equals his vast appetite.
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Saturday evening, the week's hired film, click-click, click-click
while we chewed fruit gums and shouted FOCUS!
from time to time when the reel changed;
and after The White Hell of Pitz Palu
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'Fairy!' the Spirit said,
And on the Queen of Spells
Fixed her ethereal eyes,
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When Newton saw an apple fall, he found
In that slight startle from his contemplation--
'Tis said (for I 'll not answer above ground
For any sage's creed or calculation)--
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'Of course,' I said, 'we cannot hope to find
What we are looking for in anyone;
They glitter, maybe, but are not the sun,
This pebble here, that bit of apple rind.
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I am saddened, in fact dismayed
For the attention that I have paid
To fellow poets who fail to perceive
That they should enlighten and not deceive.
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'Of course,' I said, 'we cannot hope to find
What we are looking for in anyone;
They glitter, maybe, but are not the sun,
This pebble here, that bit of apple rind.
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'Tis morning over Norridgewock, -
On tree and wigwam, wave and rock.
Bathed in the autumnal sunshine, stirred
At intervals by breeze and bird,
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I
Saint Valentine’s Day

Well dost thou, Love, thy solemn Feast to hold
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The active, graceful, smiling, sweet-tongued youth happened once to be in the circle of our assembly. His heart had been entered by no kind of grief and his lips were scarcely ever closed from laughter. After some time had elapsed, I accidentally met him again and I learned that he had married a wife and begotten children but I saw that the root of merriment had been cut and the roses of his countenance were withered. I asked him how he felt and what his circumstances were. He replied: ‘When I had obtained children I left off childishness.’

Where is youth when age has changed my ringlets?
And the change of time is a sufficient monitor.
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Letter of love so strangely thrilling
With all your countless wonder yet,
Though Time our heart's hot fires have mastered,
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A CHILD

Model of thy parent dear,
Serious infant worth a fear:
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The year has passed
The New Year has arrived
All the pains sadness and angriness has become past
All the happiness, sweetness and love has arrived
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When we bend forward
When we kneel
To praise our God
Let's become truly humble
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Early Morn Has shattered my peace.
In a mixed up self-renewing world called mine.
People awaken, to bark aloud their routine lives.
With virtuous and continuous compromise.
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I let myself in at the kitchen door.
'It's you,' she said. 'I can't get up. Forgive me
Not answering your knock. I can no more
Let people in than I can keep them out.
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'm sorry.
The words said were not only about feelings that conveyed surface-level emotions, but I realized those words were much deeper in feelings and conveyed something more than that.

But how would I have understood about it then?
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How distant you reside
from the confines of mine
I harbor no concern.
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Dogs are cute little bunnies
They are so funny.
Doggies be the best buddie
Whether a White or a Blackie.
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Thy Hospitality

A warm-hearted soul,
Never sought identity
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Thou art like-minded….

Thou
Art a
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It is more lamenting,
To witness.
A persistent tolerating,
Of a childisness.
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Forget about donkeys and elephants.
And these tumultuous,
What they have become to represent.
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I am a dry leaf
Fluttering in the ego
Of my gorgeous past
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Soaring above, playing on a playground of joy and happiness,
nothing to mar feelings of childishness that have erupted
from within a being.
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Draped in shining red
Her eyes shine like stars
Shedding spokes of light
Of varied expectations
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