Song By a Boy, or the Response to Eugi’s Weekly Prompt, Song.
The poem that tumbled from my thumbs
Typed in iNotes like many before, sounded…
Like many before, trees and breezes and leaves.
I needed a different song tonight, not just tonight,
Maybe tomorrow too. Something with humor,
Something without yearning for a greater
Thing than what I could just pick up on a walk:
Like a rock or a stick or a berry. Rock becomes
Gold for the boy on his way to meet pirates.
Stick becomes sword for the same swashbuckler
Who gathers berries to make iocane powder.
Yes the song I needed tonight, sung by the boy
Who’d been hiding, and now, though happy
To be found and to be heard, wanted just
To play as boys are want to do before rules.
Part Two of a trilogy of poems written for this weeks Level UP prompts.
Stop by Eugi’s Causerie and take her Weekly Prompt: Song!
(C) 2020 Stephen Fuller
19 Responses to “Song By a Boy, or the Response to Eugi’s Weekly Prompt, Song.”
I’m in love man this is beautiful art thanks for sharing xo
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🤓🙏❤️❤️👍🙏🤓
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Like super big thank you!
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Wow! I love this because it is so relatable to childhood and those carefree days when we’d find a magical rock and stow it like it was our precious loot. I had quite an imagination as a child (still do) and loved my own little world.
This is a stunning piece that really hits home and speaking of imaginary friends here is one I wrote some time ago – https://amanpan.com/2015/10/01/my-pumpkin/
Thank you so much for participating, Stephen! 😊
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Our little worlds are something special, aren’t they Eugi! For some reason, I am discovering a bunch of lost comments in my SPAM! SO SORRY!! But thank you for this!
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Tis okay! I forget to look at spam and then all of sudden, yikes!
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I like it! *smiling* I particularly like that poetry tumbles from your thumbs.
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Thank you Liz… today’s poem was written in that manner… and it was COLD! My hands went numb! LOL… the perils of being a poet in the North, eh?
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For sure!
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Oh, the power of a song to prompt such a beautiful write!
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Thank you so very much Khaya
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Thank you Eugi!
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Perfect… the wonder of childhood captured! 🙂
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Indeed! So many adventures in my childhood home in NH!
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Love this I’m on my 4th read. Took me back to childhood. With a good stick, I was a girl swashbuckler. And along with my special rock finds were my marbles. Thank you for sharing, and the memories😊.
Pat
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Love this I’m on my 4th read. Took me back to childhood. With a good stick, I was a girl swashbuckler. And along with my special rock finds were my marbles. Thank you for sharing, and the memories😊.
Pat
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