to the Lost Boys

I am no Wendy;
but my voice brings you back to me.
And you sit around my feet,
anxious for a story
or a kiss.

Listening to my words
spinning adventures,
like so much golden thread;
spellbound by my gentle whisper.

You are welcome to stay,
through spring rain
and autumn crisping,
though you still search
for someone with soft hands
and bountiful breast.

And when my gracious gifts spill over
from my full-grown lap,
you scoop them up with wondrous hands
and all the hunger
of a Lost Boy.
 

Author's Note

you asked Why the title was To the Lost Boys . . . and the last line only refers to one . . . there's always another, they show up here and there, sometimes one at a time, sometimes in twos and threes, and they tend to sit around a while, listening to my words, gathering hope enough to light out again

Reviews

[Tony]

Okay! your muse has swam ashore and you are ready to kick a*s. See? it is all in the attitude. Those lost boys should bow down and kiss them toes of yours. It doesn't take, magic fairy dust, but rather...your wholesome presense and whispered voice, to appreciate all that you are. This piece should be encouraging to all the lost boys. Thank you

Tony

[Tracie Skarbo]

This is most beautiful... You have such a way with words and the beat of the meaning behind them is fantastic...

[celyn]

Wow, I am in love with this.
It's simply perfect.

[Star Shyne]

Wonderful! this poem is great. i'm not a lost boy but it touched my heart. especially loved the last stanza. good job =)

[Doctor JKC]

Wendy The Witch!
You are Wendy and
a lucky number in my
book of spells.

Well done witch,
Jack

[Alicante lullaby]

A poet is some one who sees through his eyes and the sight flows to others.E..;YOU have lovely eyes and its all sunny and gay and radiant looking through them.You might not be the wendiest Wendy but NEVER LAND would never be the same without you...

[Gandré]

wonderful, Emily.... Like your conclusions You must experienced them, didn't you? You illume each lips with smile, dear Emily.

[Genevieve]

I love this for so many reasons! First because I've always been a sucker for Peter Pan, but also because I really admire the imagery you've used in this piece. Subtle and vivid all at once.

this is my favorite part:
'Listening to my words
spinning adventures,
like so much golden thread;
spellbound by my gentle whisper.'

Don't we all wish that our words, our stories and poetry could have such an effect on those who hear or read them? *sigh*
Beautifully written! :)

[AK]

I missed that when I was a kid. Still do...
Beautifully done Emily

[Jibey]

This is so very beautiful... I so Iove the 'crisping Autumn' and the gifts that spill from your lap. I think I must be one of your lost boys... I do hope so...

[lauren emily]

I really loved this! It's a wonderful read and write.
I look forward to reading more of your works. :)

~Lauren