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Ghosts of Childhood

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Ghosts of Childhood

What do You see down these streets?
Tell me what lies down these roads.
Is it the hustle and bustle of the living?
or is there more?
try to look closer, look deeper.
Breathe in the wind, feel the surrounds.

Let me tell you what I see and feel.
I feel past the brick facades of the houses.
I move over the gutters and through the
parked cars.
I can see much more.

A young lad puts willow to ball,
as a scurry commences, they all blend and
Shouts of pleasure ring out, only to be carried
into time by the wind.
A football is kicked into a group
of eager young children.
then the sight is gone in the blink of a
tear-filled eye.
A young boy lets out a squeal of excitement as
he is tagged by a friend.
As they set off, they're just no longer there.

In this place there is no pain, only children
Exist and the games that they played.
The howl of a storm covers the cries of a
The wind steals their laughter.
Rain melts colours of children into puddles of

As time drifts by and the world moves on.
I can see much more here.
This is my town, my streets
And those are the
Ghosts of My Childhood.

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  1. Date: 11/17/2013 11:21:00 PM

    This is a great write Thomas filled with honesty and sincerity. I can't remember much about my childhood, all excepting the bullying. I think I block most of it out. Enjoyed your read, my friend...peter

  1. Date: 11/5/2013 5:48:00 PM

    Thom This is a deep and honest write. You painted a story that tugs at the readers heartstrings and makes them feel what is in your heart. nice job Thanks for the sweet comment on my Sweet and Shy poem hugs

    Simunsen Avatar Thomas Simunsen Date: 11/5/2013 7:52:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    Thank you for stopping by Robin =)
  1. Date: 10/16/2013 7:21:00 PM

    Time waits for no one, two weeks ago I took my 6yr old granddaughter to where I grew up, the grade school, the house, the park/baseball field ;} jr. high, high school ;},,,,,, I had no fireflies outside the windows, Scars on her arm are still there of course. This was NOT my mother ;}

    Simunsen Avatar Thomas Simunsen Date: 10/16/2013 7:41:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    thank you Debbie =)
  1. Date: 9/17/2013 11:08:00 AM

    The tone of this is very real. There is a transcending of time when we think of childhood but it is also a feeling of our inadequacy to traverse back . You have described this well. SuZ

    Simunsen Avatar Thomas Simunsen Date: 9/17/2013 11:23:00 AM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    thank you for your kind words Suz
  1. Date: 9/13/2013 2:32:00 PM

    This poem was very unique and interesting. I believe that our memories do echo back to us when we are near our childhood surroundings. They come to us like ghosts, to haunt us. Some memories are good and some are bad, but they will be a part of us forever! I really liked this poem, nicely done!

    Simunsen Avatar Thomas Simunsen Date: 9/13/2013 2:50:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    I agree that we carry these memories with us and re live them. As writer and poets however we can also express them. Thank you Kelly
  1. Date: 9/12/2013 1:42:00 PM

    Your are an artist, one who paints with many colors, sweet palettes, sweet poetry, I am glad I stopped in xxx

    Simunsen Avatar Thomas Simunsen Date: 9/13/2013 12:37:00 AM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    Some artists paint with a brush, others use a spatula. I use cyber ink. I like to 'paint' what I see inside myself. Thank you very much for your kind words and for stopping by. =)