Of all the directions life could have gone
The connections I could have drawn
Encompassing everywhere at once
The striations zigzag from whence?
A lass who played Cowboys and Indians
Loved mammals, butterflies and amphibians
Leapt into the world without a doubt
Advanced the throttle, not knowing the brakes’ whereabouts
How did I end up here?
When did this new me appear?
Or am I the same as I’ve always been
minus the Cowboys and Indians?
I still play on the swings!
I feel countless love-strings joined to my wings
I float-fly rejoicing every connection
Still scattered, rife with affection
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Enjoyed your poem! Thanks for sharing with us. I played cowboys and indians, too. Good questions you ask.
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Thanks Sabra. 🙂
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Yes, I think that little girl is still inside me telling me not to grow stodgy.
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I’m glad your in contact with your playful self.
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Very nice. I think cowboys and Indians is something kids have always played.
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Thanks Pavanneh. I guess they have.
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Yes, the only thing that does not change is change itself. Well brought out.
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Thanks. I wonder if change is part of the excitment of play.
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I feel elevated!! Great post.
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Thanks Peter. I’m so happy!
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I think there is a child within us all the time – playing – it’s just the toys that changes.. Some very nice methaphors here.
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Thanks Bjorn, that’s a great way to put it.
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Cool poem! Even I wonder sometimes if I have really grown as I feel the same 🙂
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I still feel like I’m five at times, especially when it comes to being silly! 😀
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Enchanting!
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Thanks so much Misky!
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Love this line ‘I float-fly rejoicing every connection’. You poem reminds me of the adage ‘you don’t stop having fun when you get old, only get old when you stop having fun.’ Lovely poem.
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Thanks Sarah. That’s so true!
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You just shot me straight back to my childhood, playing in the woods with my brother. We were adventurers. I may have to write a post about it. Love your post and the memories it brought up. 😀
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Thank you so much. I’d love to read about it. People don’t have enough adventures anymore! 😀
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You are so right. We do forget about imagination. 😀
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Yes! I’ve been going to do a post about that. It’s fun to just see where the day takes you sometimes.
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I don’t think that anyone is the same as they’ve always been. All the different experiences through life shape and change you as a person.
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Thanks for your wise words.
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I love your post! I’m definitely with you on the whole change thing, I don’t think I’ve changed too much. Childhood adventures were the best!
Can’t wait to read some more 🙂
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Thank you so much. Adventure is under-rated!
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I enjoyed your poem a lot! True to life, all experiences change us one way or the other. Good outlook on life! Thanks, Nan 🙂
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Thanks so much. We adapt to situations, but isn’t that what children do without thinking?
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I loved your poem, the reflection of childhood freedom and games and the experiences of time. A lovely place to be when your life is still full of wonder and imagination.
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Absolutely Maree, It’s a wonderful place to be!
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LHN, I think it’s sad if there isn’t something of the child in us when we get older. We should at least keep a sense of humor, especially about ourselves. Well written. 🙂 —Susan
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Thanks Susan, I agree.:-D
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How lovely to have a fellow poet joining my blog. Much enjoyed this piece and fits perfect with the music. Thank you for playing
Jez
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Thanks Jez, lovely to meet you too.
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I enjoy the carefree spirit of this poem, makes me yearn for my childhood.
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Thank you. I guess I was feeling nostalgic, but that carefree spirit is alive somewhere inside us, at least I hope mine still is.
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