Under the Sun , I Was a Good Boy

Under the sun I was a good boy

I never did wrong.

The trees were very giving

As I climbed

The highest branch

 

Under the sun , I was a good boy

Who never did wrong

 

The light would stay

Till I was too tired

To kick a ball

 

But at home, I was bad  boy

Who always did wrong.

The dark spelt

Foreboding

Trembling

Till...

The light broke way 

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scary night sounds

scary night sounds

 

 

he hears the night woods

soft sounds as well as scary

 

different from day woods

 

he lies in his cold bed

in cold room

hears frozen trees

grinding against each other

in the cold night wind

a hard unpleasant sound

 

hears distant sounds

far away in the hills

is it the sound of a wolf

or a coyote seeking a mate

 

owl...

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summer nights 1950s

summer nights 1950s

 

curtains hang lifeless

awaiting breeze that does not come

whippoorwill sings 

hot and sweaty song 

it doesn’t feel like singing

 

boy hears whistle’s blast 

of a night train 

slowly crawling its way

through the country side

breaking the silence at each crossing

 

ambulance sirens scream

through hot night air

transporting wounded

...

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afraid of the dark

 

afraid of the dark

 

afraid of the dark

but only at night

 

brave during

the light of day

 

very brave

 

afraid of nothing

except a nest of

ground hornets

or poison ivy

 

at night he would

 

run in the dark

 

always afraid of

what was following

 

never thinking

about what might

be ahead

 

he did not want

anyone t...

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A Bell and a Boy

There's a big iron bell on the roof of the barn
that is used to call men from wherever they are:
from the fields, from mending the fences
from tending the cows in distant pastures.

There's a boy who likes adventure,
to find interesting places and things.
He likes to explore different places alone,
to go wherever he will near home.

Call him home from the forest, farm bell.
Call him bac...

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Dream Boat


Let the dreamless boy to cry 
If his wish to fly has gone 
How his tears going to dry 
If he stays far of sun


Ask dreamless boy be awake 
That the dream, is a part of us 
Tell him: "think of a better talk" 
And to change the dark glass 


Help dreamless boy to be here 
And clear his negative thought 
Once he comes to hear or share 
He will enjoy to dream in a boat 

 

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Boy

Temporary wounds did form,

Above the ones I had ignored.

And the thoughts you had bestowed in me,

Are nothing but a memory.

 

Where you were weak, he is so fierce,

And where you lack, he comes in first.

The boy I thought I craved before,

Is nothing but a closing door.

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