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Sweet Youth Where Hast Thou Flown? ...{I} & {II} {I} I long for sleep, a peaceful rest That will not come. Deep blissful dreams Like those best evidenced On the innocent, cherubic face Of a babe freshly kissed; Effortlesssly slipping through time/space To drift once more the cloud mists Listening to an angel's lullabye. {II} I long for far away days School out for the summer Flying my bike down dirt roads Beside dense salt marsh Then, onto trails I had forged Through the tall grasses Hiding places only I knew. Down at the water's edge I felt as completely free As the steady ocean breeze That brushed my hair. Barefoot, brown, and small I stood Palms stretched up toward the sun Feet buried in warm, wet sand Maestro to laughing gulls Dolphins dancing at my command. |
Additional Notes:
One of my few attempts at free verse; punctuation deliberately minimal; left open for {III}, {IV}, etc....
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