Wednesday, December 8, 2010

Heedless Childhood


Squinting into the sun
I take a rare philisophical
turn around my brain.
Careering down a snowy hill
on a wood & metal contraption
with rudimentary steering
isn’t taking a step back
in my life,
is it?
I’m not giving up
progress made
by charging down
this snowy hill
on an heirloom apparatus
where stopping is a pipe dream
or a drift of snow,
am I?
The snow, the hill, the sled
all hurl me into
heedless childhood
and, laughing,
I fling myself down
down down
until I can’t even
remember
what a grownup is.

This is a One Shot Wednesday Poem and a Magpie. Please go to those two sites to check out other authors.


27 comments:

  1. I love that last line.." I can't even remember what a grown up is"...thankyou Bug.

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  2. What wonderful memories, those were the days, adulthood never entered my mind, just snow, sledding, and lots of hot chocolate.

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  3. Lovely. Excellent translation of the picture into poetic thought. Very good.

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  4. ..I fling myself down
    down down
    until I can’t even
    remember
    what a grownup is...
    this is great - forget all the struggles and responsibilities...good place to be..

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  5. all hurl me into
    heedless childhood

    A path I often take!

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  6. A perfect picture of letting go--a poem to live by!

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  7. And even if it is only a frame of mind, what a wonderful place to exist.

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  8. Ahhh...to be young again. What a great feeling.

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  9. tis better to not totally ever ever grow up!

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  10. This is absolutely brilliant, especially that last line! How infectious! Makes me want to forget about being an adult for a while too! :-)

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  11. Love the traverse down the hill from philosophical to childlike.
    Nice to be reminded that we need to get back to the simpler things in life

    A nice One Shot

    Moon smiles

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  12. And what could be more philosophical than risking it all for those few minutes kareening out of control on the white blanket layed before one.

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  13. i love the thought of being hurled again to childhood, with that easy laughter...

    and i love the image too!

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  14. Love it!
    Like the insight about losing progress made in hurtling down and sometimes just not caring and enjoying it!!

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  15. What a wonderful state of mind to put adulthood aside!

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  16. Oh yes indeed
    slide down that hill
    have fun
    forget about grownup things
    a wonderful magpie

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  17. What fun! We adults had some good times in the snow as well! New Snow

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  18. Dear The Bug,
    Oh, I love this! I hope you actually get a chance to play!

    You and C.L. are starting to convince me--it's definitely time to check out some of these memes. A way to get in touch with things not considered before.

    Ann T.

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  19. You have captured the pure joy of playing in snow in winter
    BRAVO!

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  20. Sledding can be transformational! No matter our age ..........

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  21. Fun, fun, fun. Nice one shot. Love and Light, Sender

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  22. a wonderful share with one shot..thanks for sharing pete

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  23. The last line says it all so eloquently!...I love it! :-)

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  24. Relatable, good work; the last line nails the sentiment of the poem.

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