Rob Carmack Poet Narrative

Childhood Dreams

Naiveté wraps the child
until the chills slowly
begin to snuggle in,
smothering the illusions leaving
the residuals of sickness
and disappointment
that is man.

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Contest: Fallen
Sponsor: Nette Onclaud
Entrant: Rob Carmack
Written: 11.29.15
Word Count: 25

My person was the entire human race.  As a child, I viewed adults as ethically advanced and emotionally stable.  Thought of world as an Utopia – the best trip I ever had.  From this disappointment, I was given the contrast to appreciate forgiveness and those I found that are advanced.

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FJ Thomas April 4, 2018 at 7:20 PM Rob this is a wonderful piece. Seemingly perfect for the given theme!

Line Gauthier November 22, 2017 at 8:43 PM I am liking your style. Line xx

Beautiful Scars January 28, 2016 at 8:30 AM Wow Rob, so much said in such few words, 7 from me :)-luloo *smiles* *hugs* Very awesome:)

CayCay Godwin January 15, 2016 at 10:12 AM Oh how I relate! I was that same child. Your wording is awesome and how it resonates with me! I love this. A Fav, 7 ... CayCay

Poet Destroyer A December 30, 2015 at 4:13 PM Rob...Happy New Year ~LINDA~

Cherl Dunn December 22, 2015 at 10:40 AM Dear Rob Interesting poem here my poetic fellow souper glad I stopped by and read it take care and have the happiest of holidays, cheri

Maurice Yvonne December 19, 2015 at 10:39 AM God Bless You Rob! I feel so privileged to have your friendship. Thank you for having reached out to me at my low points.

Maurice Yvonne December 19, 2015 at 8:40 AM Again just an amazing write. I feel privileged to have read it and it didn't cost me a dime. 'The best things in life are free'! I read nothing but praise for this write Rob but where are the favs? That is why the lists are wrong. Too many poets hold their favs as if they were their last meal. As for me this is a fav. I fav what I love and I should make it clear that no one should fav another poem because someone else faved theirs. I love this poem. Lots of Love always! Rob Carmack December 19, 2015 at 10:00 AM Thank you for the compliment and fav. Reciprocity is a hard habit. I think that is the reason why you cant see who faved you in the Member Area. You are a good man Armand, expecting nothing in return, just like love is. You have my deep respect. We are all honored to have you here. God Bless You.

Kelly Deschler December 17, 2015 at 9:21 PM I learned that same hard lesson early in my life, but now and then I still feel like an innocent, carefree child again, especially around the holidays... This moving poem was written so well and expressed from the depths of the soul. Really great work, Rob! Rob Carmack December 19, 2015 at 9:43 AM Thank you Kelly. I am glad to read that you still have the carefree times. I keep a positive state of mind even though I acknowledge the reality we have made for ourselves.

Thomas Carney December 11, 2015 at 3:00 PM I would have given you a 10 on this one. Very creative, good descriptive imagery that nails the mindset of youth and innocence. In some ways, it carried me into adulthood. The first time I got on the internet; I was blown away at the measure of caution one must employ. Man is a sinful creature. What's worse is dependence on self. Golly- it was a utopia compared to the responsibilities as an adult, and the lack of "fun" every day. Crab apple fights, Bottle rocket wars, kick the can, throwing snow balls at passing cars (neighborhoods) boy that was a rush----now my life would be ruined, jail, a record.....geeeese! Rob Carmack December 11, 2015 at 8:32 PM Yes, I remember when I was about 14 learning and really comprehending about the finality of a full scale nuclear war. Learning about ICBMs and the little warning we would get. Then continuing to learn about the true nature of man. To make matters worse, when I studied my self, I was no better. I accepted this rather early, but my faith has sustained me, kept me off certain 'coping' ways.

Andrea Dietrich December 9, 2015 at 7:32 PM soupmail.

Charlotte Puddifoot December 5, 2015 at 8:25 PM i really like this one, it's very well written, deep, eloquently expressed - congrats on your win! Rob Carmack December 19, 2015 at 9:43 AM Thank You Charlotte.

Paul Callus December 5, 2015 at 5:23 PM Enjoyed the uniqueness of your take on this topic, Rob. Suddenly we grow up, and start seeing the reality of life! Congrats on this fine win. // paul

Janice Canerdy December 4, 2015 at 9:59 PM A 7 for sure, Rob. Yes, there is pain, growth, and disillusionment when our eyes are opened by time and maturity, Congratulations on you win. Janice

Dr. Upma A. Sharma December 4, 2015 at 9:32 PM Exquisite write rob... keeps one pondering.. congrats on big win!

Beautiful Scars December 4, 2015 at 8:34 PM Congrats on your WELL deserved win Rob!! :)-lu *smiles*

Skat A December 4, 2015 at 8:08 PM sweet win--- SKAT

Lin Lane December 4, 2015 at 7:21 PM well done, Rob. congratulations.

Andrea Dietrich December 4, 2015 at 7:04 PM hey, way to go, a GREAT win on this!!!

Nette Onclaud December 4, 2015 at 4:24 PM unique take on the theme, rob..sweet, fine congrats and thank you for gracing my contest.. huggs!

Jan Allison December 4, 2015 at 3:59 PM Great take on the theme Rob congrats on your win:-) hugs Jan xx

Viv Wigley December 3, 2015 at 11:59 PM A great take on the theme, Rob, and suitable prophetic. Will do well. Regards, Viv

Andrea Dietrich November 30, 2015 at 3:57 PM wow, this one is deep and I LOVE it, Rob. I think doing a short form for your deep thought makes them more interesting for me! soupmail.

Julia Ward November 29, 2015 at 9:15 AM I think of your poem as a spiral down to disappointment. Good luck in the contest, Rob. Hugs, Julia