Idle Wonderings

Idle Wonderings

A Poem by John Stussy
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Just what the title says. Feeling fine, just thinking a bit.

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I'm feeling quite fine right now,

Just let my mind ease over to you.

Nothing new, it happens often.

You were, after all, there all the time.

Then suddenly, you weren't.

                                     Whisked away by the whims of time.

Where did you two run off to?                           

I needed you still here with me,

        They needed you even more in their lives.

We'll grow old with memories of you,                 

Buried before both of your times.

Can I ask you a question, please?

Are you able to look upon me

With pride of the path I have chosen?

Or do you feel scorn for possible foolishness?

Dreams that lead to rocky cliffs

             Ending in splattery falls on razor rocks.

My willing future, my life's passion.            

The one thing to hold all meaning.

           The paths of normalcy are shunned,

Found wanting in my desire of song.          

Do you feel my life is right?

Mother, Father, why are you gone?

Now is the time I crave your opinions,

The point in my life I want to make you proud.

What is it I must do for that?

© 2008 John Stussy


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Truly enjoyed your write, captivated me....thank you!

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Absolutely stunning, John. Of course they are very proud of you. You are a strong, talented, articulate, caring young man. This piece just adds to that fact.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

They are undoubtedly proud of the man you've become, believe me.
I've a strong feeling that they'd not change a thing, but that they miss you.
This poem was personal, but I'm glad you wrote it.
wonderful job.~P

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Your writing seems to be getting tighter, and more profound. I liked this piece, alot. One minor typing flaw "We'll gorw old." You keep getting better. Rain..

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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