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AncientHippie
Member

since 2009-10-15

Posts 411
Surfing the Cosmic Flow

0 posted 2009-10-23 09:07 AM

His thin shoulders
hunched
against the chill
evening mist,
he surveyed
the oncoming cars
with a weary look
of superior
disdain.

The weariness
within
belied
his sixteen years.
He longed
for the peace
of his shabby room,
the distracting noise
and diversion
of his Game Cube.

The Audi slowed...
stopped.
Power window lowered,
terms and conditions
discussed.
The boy noted the tie,
the service club
lapel pin,
and hated the man
nearly as much
as the abusive father,
now
far
away.

From "Anger in the Street" series

Sutra 15: One’s Dharma may be obscured by believing in Its exclusivity.
Jim's Guide to Enlightenment: The Complete Sutras

Lori Grosser Rhoden
Member Patricius

since 2009-10-10

Posts 10202
Fair to middlin' of nowhere

1 posted 2009-10-23 10:55 AM

I love the way you paint these truths!L

Dark Stranger
Member Patricius

since 2001-03-19

Posts 13631
West Coast

2 posted 2009-10-23 11:52 AM

AH..I can see the young man now as he glances his glares..but he looks at me too and his eyes say.."is that me someday?"

GBride
Senior Member

since 2009-07-02

Posts 538

3 posted 2009-10-24 07:42 AM

Your poem brings back many memories to me.
I had not thought of these things since I was young.
It wasn't the physical blows I received that hurt so much, I can deal with that. It was the rejection of his family. His refusal to interact with us is what I remember. And then when I was big enough to hit him back: he died.
Later I learned that he had a hard life. His family lost the farm in the Kansas dust bowl.
Then he enlisted for World War II and saw action in Italy. He was no stranger to guns and killing.
His only joy was to spend time with his war buddies. He ignored us completely. No fishing trips, no ball games.
Time doesn't heal all wounds, but understanding and compassion do, I think.
Thanks for the lovely poem, Ancient Hippy. As to your words, I'm hip, man.

AncientHippie
Member

since 2009-10-15

Posts 411
Surfing the Cosmic Flow

4 posted 2009-10-24 09:06 AM

Thank you, Lori.

DS: That young man should be so lucky! Rock on, DS, rock on.

GBride: There are many tragic stories out there. I regret your early pain, but, from what I read, you transcended much. Go well.

Namaste

Sutra 15: One’s Dharma may be obscured by believing in Its exclusivity.
Jim's Guide to Enlightenment: The Complete Sutras

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