Higher!

from ‘The Way of Grass’

 

When I was a boy of seven,

I used to climb apple-trees.

 

When I was a lad of fifteen,

I used to walk on the roofs.

 

When I was a young man,

I used to conquer the peaks.

 

And now I'm a grey-haired cloud,

I'm going wherever I want.

 

Reviews

[Mockingbird]

his whole life since childhood he had a say of where he wanted to go and what he wanted t do. now, as an old man in dotage he still carries that attitude that he will go wherever he wants to go. you see the progression of a young child to the man who will make his final decision of where he would like to go. it's like a parable. an enjoyable read.

[Nona]

ha-ha-ha! grey-haired clouds usually do not go anywhere because they already understand that you do not need to go far to enjoy the happiness and joy of this world!!! :))))) loved loved loved this poem!!!

[Wendy Seames Garner]

I wish I had been braver when I was young, but I'm ready to take on the world now.

[...]

. beautiful ...
. i think i might have turned into a cloud when i turned 9 ...
. maybe we shouldn't have to wait to go wherever we want ...

[Gandré]

We are locked into rut of comprehension and perception. :) You dare step outside approval.

[Kelly Scheppers]

Perhaps the sky is the limit! Wonderful contrast of age, Igor!

[Kaylor Mason]

Cool! Of course, if it's speed you're interested in, you can get a small plane and then run circles around the clouds :)

[Divinity Sleeps in This]

I'm glad you are writing a lot. Where do you want to go?

[Marie]

Great...shows ever-widening cycles.

[J. J. Nightingale]

Ahhhhh .. And that is .. as it should be .. until the next life .. ..

I like .. Jasmine