Childhood Stories
In idyllic innocence
When the sun was constant with it brilliance
Time seemed to stand still
Imagination running riot and with time to kill,
The dusty books that smelt of age,
Became my friends and how I'd engage,
My dreams and notions,
Were fuelled by mystery, fantasy and magic potions,
Characters and creatures leapt from every leaf,
Performing feats beyond belief,
Witches,fairies,treasure islands and gangs of chums,
Staved of boredom and twiddling thumbs,
Now ensconced in middle age
How I wish I could turn back the page,
When life was idyllic in it's innocence,
And
The sun always shone brightly in it's brilliance !
Submitted to : Gooseberry Garden Poetry Picnic whose theme is Childhood, Dreams, Books, and Role Models
sweet and rich,
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love it.
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Awww... it must be so wonderful to have happy memories of your childhood. This is lovely. The picture is fabulous too.
ReplyDeleteGreat picture, and all too true words.
ReplyDeleteNice nostaglic write. Don't we all wish for those innocent and idyllic days?
ReplyDeletenice...thank you for sharing it with dverse...books have been a fascination of mine since an early age...one of the greatest gifts given to me is learning to read...i have loved them since...so many worlds opened to me...
ReplyDeleteGreat write, really tend to agree, how idyllic a turning back to such a point in one's life would be. Thanks
ReplyDeleteRe-read them . . . renew your youth.
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The great friend of the young, the old, all...a book. Nice poignant piece!
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ReplyDeleteIt's beautiful and I loved it. the image is so perfect and I love reading so it made it more interesting...
Shashi
ॐ नमः शिवाय
Om Namah Shivaya
http://shadowdancingwithmind.blogspot.com/2011/11/whispers-where-you-will-go.html
When I was 6, I could see forever. Now that I too am ensconced in middle age, tomorrow is looking pretty good..
ReplyDeleteI love the music and movement in these lines. The rhyme excentuates the sense of nostalgia.
ReplyDelete"My dreams and notions,
Were fuelled by mystery, fantasy and magic potions,
Characters and creatures leapt from every leaf,"
Wonderfully captured!
delightful take on books.
ReplyDeleteBooks are our soul food. they open doors and shed light on us.
cheers.
join us today, have fun!
I wish for the same as well. I do remember when I was young it was so easy to get transported into another world through books. To have the time to simply sit in some cosy corner and read the afternoon away. :) Thanks for the memories and mood recall from your poem! :)
ReplyDeleteThe joy of discovery, the delight in words opening up worlds..that innocence and zest for new worlds still rages in me and you too, I think. Well said.
ReplyDeletewhat a great image to go with a very nice poem!
ReplyDeletethe captured sense of wonderment as a child in your words seem perfectly true ;-)
your middle-age lines leave me wondering, wanting maybe, some old(er) followup musings
tapping into those memories so vividly and expressively, have you really lost all that youthful joy of creativity? doesn't sound (or look) like it to me ;-)
thanks so much, great pic/word photo-poem combo!
Although I love all your poems...This has got to top them all :) In my head anyway :) !!
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