Boys in the neighborhood
always had a place
where they could go to
to just be boys
a place in the vacant lot
or down by the creek
where they could build
a shelter
of limbs and branches and duct tape
a hide out
from parents
from neighbors
keep out
for Boys only
a hidden place
for Pirates and Indians and Outlaws
for plots of imagination
for being Tom Sawyer
and Huckleberry Finn
for just being off by themselves
seeking adventure
pretending to be big.

◄ Smart Wife

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jennifer Malden

Wed 20th Oct 2021 17:15

Girls used to build houses rather than dens, with branches curved over and then covered with other greenery. Nice one,

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kJ Walker

Fri 15th Oct 2021 08:38

I can remember building dens as a kid. I don't know why. We never used them, but it was building of them that was the fun.
This poem brought back memories.
Thank you for posting.


Thu 14th Oct 2021 23:30

I am still pretending.

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M.C. Newberry

Thu 14th Oct 2021 14:51

This brought memories of my own 1950s childhood in post-war
England. Lucky are we who can keep the power of a child's
imagination as we grow older.

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