Boyhood Poems
The carousel
by Joe Cyr
"Smell the salt air," my father said
but I looked for the carousel instead.
Then I saw it - with pennant top
and flashing mirrors - slow to a stop.
It wasn't a "carousel" in those days
of young and unsophisticated ways.
"Let me ride the merry-go-round," I cried.
Dad bought me a ticket then stepped aside.
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Early Poems: Juvenilia III
by Michael R. Burch
EARLY POEMS: JUVENALIA III
by Michael R. Burch
Canticle: an Aubade
by Michael R. Burch, circa age 16
Misty morning sunlight hails the dawning of new day;
dreams drift into drowsiness before they fade away.
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The Boy-child
by Humberto Gómez Sequeira-HuGóS
I know the boy-child
who grew in the dark,
without a tender spark,
scared, tearful and wild.
Transformation
by Humberto Gómez Sequeira-HuGóS
If I could transform
my nebulous dreams
into ships with sails,
my lungs would fly
like paper airplanes
over the mind fields
of innocence and curiosity
where a little boy plays
with his imaginary train.
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Early Poems: Juvenilia II
by Michael R. Burch
EARLY POEMS: JUVENALIA II by Michael R. Burch
Premonition
by Michael R. Burch, age 19
Now the evening has come to a close and the party is over ...
we stand in the doorway and watch as they go—
each stranger, each acquaintance, each casual lover.
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The carousel
by Joe Cyr
"Smell the salt air," my father said
but I looked for the carousel instead.
Then I saw it - with pennant top
and flashing mirrors - slow to a stop.
It wasn't a "carousel" in those days
of young and unsophisticated ways.
"Let me ride the merry-go-round," I cried.
Dad bought me a ticket then stepped aside.
......
When I Was a Boy
by Nkwachukwu Ogbuagu
Boyhood was a one-night stand,
So brief and unforgettable,
Full of dreams,
Sweet —like a rooftop party,
Wild and loud,
When the world several feet below,
Full of envy, shouted at us,
“Come down quickly!
Quick!”
Boyhood charmed me and
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Early Poems: Juvenilia III
by Michael R. Burch
EARLY POEMS: JUVENALIA III
by Michael R. Burch
Canticle: an Aubade
by Michael R. Burch, circa age 16
Misty morning sunlight hails the dawning of new day;
dreams drift into drowsiness before they fade away.
......
Early Poems: Juvenilia II
by Michael R. Burch
EARLY POEMS: JUVENALIA II by Michael R. Burch
Premonition
by Michael R. Burch, age 19
Now the evening has come to a close and the party is over ...
we stand in the doorway and watch as they go—
each stranger, each acquaintance, each casual lover.
......
Early Poems: Juvenalia
by Michael R. Burch
EARLY POEMS: JUVENALIA by Michael R. Burch
Styx
by Michael R. Burch, age 16
Black waters,
deep and dark and still...
all men have passed this way,
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