A Ride to Mars

A Ride to Mars

A Poem by Alfred Kukitz
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party during school hours

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A Ride to Mars

There were nods that should have come from bigger men. Boys, teenage replicas of early man, adventure in the bowel of an itch, skipping school, a rocket ship to Mars, idle chatter from minds yet to unfold, gather round their mischievous camaraderie, aiming for a bottle to booze.
Sixteen, seventeen, under age, their morning lips wet from a NY deal.

A clumsy stroll here, stupor over Mars red planet, some fell before the noon bell sounded. Here in a drunk, smiles over highways, at last, we are all waddling ducks.

© 2015 Alfred Kukitz


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Hey Sweetie!

The days of waddling adventure have ended.

Regards,
Al

Posted 9 Years Ago


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Haha, waddling ducks.. That painted such a beautiful and vivid picture in my mind, Al. Quite a ride!! :))

Posted 9 Years Ago


You sure did! Hotta Hoota!

Posted 9 Years Ago


That's a helluva trip!!
I think I missed all the fun stuff in school because I was always in the library!

Posted 9 Years Ago


Hey SAMI!

You're here! I'm always looking for you to show up. So glad you came to visit. Hopefully you have something brewing on your site. I'm going to look now. Thank you SAMI!

Regards,
Al

Posted 9 Years Ago


A ride or rides of a lifetime in those memorable school years gathering around mischievous camaraderie. An Excellent write Alfred...:)................

Posted 9 Years Ago


Hello everybody!

That line, some fell before the noon bell, was about me. Singapore Slings haunted my head at Ray's Deer Park, two guys helped me out.

Regards,
Al

Posted 9 Years Ago


Primitive man always wins out in the adolescent mind. This was quite the ride! Great write.

Posted 9 Years Ago


god, did they really take us for a ride during Recess...and we just don't remember?

Posted 9 Years Ago


Oh the good ole days … quirky and symbolic …long live the thin white duke.

Posted 9 Years Ago



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Added on March 27, 2015
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Tags: Mars, drunk, stupor, boys, teenagers

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Alfred Kukitz
Alfred Kukitz

Deering, NH



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