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Sharing Laughter and My Barrel of Blue Monkies

I am drawn to your form 
-why is it yours?

Perhaps just a chemical bond forged in youth
life's true mystery, 
You and I..
the errant sleuth. 

Decided now, no perfect moment -now or hereafter 
without one in yours.. 
no finer mind,
no brighter laughter..

Spill out my barrel of blue monkies on your floor   
-you remember, don't you?
arms reaching out in long chains,
wide-eyed wonders in color -just like before.  

If only we could play for a day..
-would you ask me to stay?
I would for an eternity,
as you in me.

And when we grow up
finally..
we can find other games,
fulfill new urges,
primally.

The linger of your perfumed hand, oh my..
free will no longer mine.
Every laugh wrinkle placed just so,
to catch my eye.

Drawn to your form, oh yes..
but still I wonder..
why yours?

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DM Babbit January 21, 2022 at 10:15 AM I believe we ar still children playing adult games. Enjoyed your write.

Shirley Hawkins August 30, 2021 at 4:14 PM great Poem, very thought provoking. Do we ever grow up? A day would not be long enough to play... I remember the game... And the saying, more fun than a barrel of monkeys.... Monkeys are funny and full of mischief... Thank you, for this interesting poem. Quoth Theraven September 4, 2021 at 8:51 AM Shirley, Thank you Shirley. “Isn’t it funny how day by day nothing changes, but when you look back, everything is different?” — C.S. Lewis

Susan Lawrence August 30, 2021 at 1:02 PM Richard..sweet memories If only we could play for a day.. -would you ask me to stay? I would for an eternity, as you in me. Love this and the Blue Monkeys too.. primal laughter, hungry heartbeats and the next step forward into the unknown. Beautifully expressed. Susan :) Quoth Theraven September 4, 2021 at 8:40 AM Hello Susan, Thank you, I liked that part too. Though trying to get back to an elementary time when the games were simple, sharing purely for the fun in it. Happy Saturday wishes. See you at recess! -Richard

Paul Callus August 29, 2021 at 2:36 AM This is beautiful and overflowing with nostalgic memories, Richard...and yet, you still wonder! Regards // paul Quoth Theraven August 29, 2021 at 1:32 PM Paul, Thank you, all in wonderful days at the start. Eyes stilll see, and ears, they still listen. Who needs anymore, deep senses formed from a heart. -Richard

Jennifer Fenn August 28, 2021 at 9:11 PM What a great poem about remembering your childhood sweetheart. Love the part about the blue monkeys! Quoth Theraven August 28, 2021 at 10:41 PM Thank you Jennifer. This poem chose to meander into youth, like a semi tractor truck not obeying any rules. Oh, I really must thank you for thinking of them... 'To Holocaust Survivors in the Former Soviet Union'. So many voices silenced in a world lost to fewer decibels. -Richard

Anitha Jayasankar August 28, 2021 at 8:30 AM Sweet old memories and your interpretation of those memories is just awesome Richard, gave a smile on my face... God bless... ~ Ani Quoth Theraven August 28, 2021 at 11:12 PM Anitha, Thank you, they're near as can be. Your smile commands me 'go on' and I will always obey. -Richard

Laura Leiser August 27, 2021 at 10:28 PM Your nostalgic words have a dreamy feel to them, snd so poignant, as well. Really loved how you put this together..brilliant! Quoth Theraven August 28, 2021 at 11:29 PM Laura, Thank you, let it be said I wished for all that's good in life, or you may as well put it out on the curb. What I place as most important, is just as you wrote. When hiring a Guardian Angel.., 'an innocent rose bud ~ in a split second'... Miracles prove quick on their toes. -Richard

Mystic Rose Rose August 23, 2021 at 9:52 AM Ah, so very sweet, of course I remember the barrel of blue monkeys, lol, and the smile you put on my face today is indispensable. Thankyou :) Quoth Theraven August 28, 2021 at 11:41 PM Mystic Rose Rose, Thank you. Might surprise you to know, you're the inspiration. -Richard

Rama Balasubramanian August 22, 2021 at 9:28 PM https://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/my_spiritual_journey-_there_is_something_beyond_1319944

Rama Balasubramanian August 22, 2021 at 9:24 PM Lovely poem full of nostalgic memories. Regarding my poem, even I was amazed but that experience answered the questions how can anything happen on its own? It was real experience. I had few more, will give you the link to poem. Quoth Theraven August 28, 2021 at 11:03 PM Rama, It will be an experience for one who dared, and shared. Nothing is good, absolutely nothing.. unless shared. -Richard

Vijay Pandit August 22, 2021 at 2:58 PM Lovely poem invoking sweet memories, Richard. Quoth Theraven August 23, 2021 at 11:16 AM Vijay, Thank you for commenting. Still looking for innuendo? There's none I assure. -Richard

Pam Deremer August 22, 2021 at 1:17 PM Thank you for sharing. Quoth Theraven August 23, 2021 at 11:14 AM Pam, Thank you for sharing too. -Richard

Heidi Sands August 22, 2021 at 12:54 PM I really enjoyed this Richard! I surely do remember those monkeys too! This certainly brought me back to that. I hope all is well, my friend :) Quoth Theraven August 23, 2021 at 11:11 AM Hello Heidi, Thanks for the memories. Did you get walloped with rain by TS Henri? -Richard

Andrea Dietrich August 22, 2021 at 12:54 PM this is so sweet and it rings with nostalgia. Cute one!!! Quoth Theraven August 23, 2021 at 11:13 AM Hi Andrea, Thank you, it's nice to share in someone else's imagination. Hope we never come so far that we forget the lesson. -Richard