Sometimes existing is just not enough,
Sometimes time traveling to a time.
In ones mind is,
Then again maybe not.


QUANTUM THINKING

Thinking back standing on a hillock,
Quantum thinking about running down.
Must have been a right pillock,
Running down such a steep hillock.

Better to feed a memory then the brain,
Remembering a  wobbly time back when.
I'd have to climb the hillock once again,
In my mind I was big maybe nine going on ten.

Could remember mother lifting me off the floor,
Pillows laying on the ground in case I fell down.
Off the sofa  once again as I have done,
Many times before.
Being only three going on four.

Being dragged to school, From mum being torn.
Can't remember a time I hated more.
A left handed dyslexic bullied kid,
Who's only problem was being born.

Know I stand on top of South downs,
Looking down from my hill top once again.
Wishing I could be that little kid once more,
Being older not wiser knowing in my
Unworthy life.
There's no pillows left to catch me anymore.



Poetry by Alan J Ripley The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2022-04-10 at 08:32

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F.i.in.e Moods The PoetBay support member heart!
This englobes so many things... like a memory lane trip recalling the good and fun times of childhood and youth in contrast to adulthood, but there's also the marking of cruel treatments during that time for which a heart can never forget. I can relate to that unfortunately. The last line gives a strong feeling of aloneness, it's very striking for me. Reading this made me want to reach out to give a hug! You express those feelings well, thanks.
2022-05-12


Uncle Meridian The PoetBay support member heart!
What a poignant last line! And the whole poem is marked by an ease of diction, and a jauntiness (if that's the right word) that in no way diminishes the serious intent.
2022-04-10