Callow.

Jimmy ate the world,
the big apple
and the west coast
flavors of which have
been stolen, like
fire and ice and
robert frost
and dandelions
of which there
is no such thing
as a dandy lion

only sad or wilted
or picked and let go
but it roars for a small
second before you blow

But those, are not what
we call flowers or weeds
or inbetweens or
childhood memories


the few of which
we ever remember
before we're
made


stolen,
eaten or blown away
like all the good things
we had when we were young.

Reviews

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though provoking read..flowed well

[Ry]

This has a certain flow to it that makes the voice in my head read this poem to me with strength and speed and power and passion. It's not easy to fit so much power and emotion into words. Well done =) -Eli

[T]

Very interesting and deep. Well done.

[Fernando Pessoa]

Everything about this is flowing with electric thoughts, in and out of time and place. I loved it.

Edward de Bono: "A memory is what is left when something happens and does not completely unhappen."