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The Vanishing Adolescent

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Martie
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(I wrote this when I was eighteen, a long time ago)
          The Vanishing Adolescent


Some adults met in a normal town
and said, lets always scold and frown
on rock and roll.
Lets keep these kids
with their minds on sex
from knowing much
while they are ‘twixt
the age of toys and maturity.
What shall we call
this age, they wondered,
while a boy
the facts of life did ponder.
Lets call it simply adolescents,
who knows what it means in essence?

One man tried to take a stand,
It’s the time a boy becomes a man,
But what is man someone might add,
the answer could be very sad.

The meeting continued….

Where is the perfect specimen
we surely must examine him,
how else can we truly mold
the character of the true and bold.

They looked around and finally found
a boy with freckles without a frown,
and to observing they did go
to find what they desired to know.

His dress was neat,
his face was clean,
and in his eyes
was no threatening gleam.
Surely this must be the boy
with hope and courage and self-esteem,
the one who quietly left his toys
for the world of twixt and in between.

They said, nodding approvingly, one to the other.

But,
inside that freckled face benign
there was something that would make you cry,
inside were questions never answered,
inside was a heart that had been cancered,
and an ego crushed to pulp,
and not by such a thing as dope.


And why,
it seems to me quite strange
now a new dance has become the rage
are adults seen from town to town
frantically twisting up and down.

© Copyright 2000 Martie Odell-Ingebretsen - All Rights Reserved
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1 posted 01-18-2000 12:01 AM       View Profile for bsquirrel   Email bsquirrel   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for bsquirrel

While the dance steps seem dated, I have to say, the message is timeless. Even at such a young age, you were flowering with talent. Very enjoyable and thoughtful.

Mike
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2 posted 01-18-2000 12:05 AM       View Profile for Justbleu   Email Justbleu   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Justbleu's Home Page   View IP for Justbleu

Quite an interesting piece....I enjoyed it!!

Take Care
Bridgette
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3 posted 10-11-2004 01:32 PM       View Profile for kayjay   Email kayjay   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for kayjay

I don't know how long ago you posted this, Martie, but I think it is very polished for an 18 year old.  At first I thought it was more angst related than it turned out to be, but it is always a pleasure to share in your work.  Ken

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4 posted 01-24-2006 11:38 PM       View Profile for Mysteria   Email Mysteria   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Mysteria

You had freckles?  LOL, of course you did!
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