How a tall man emerged from a small boy to live happily ever after, he thought. Resurrected from the year 2001.
He plays with the silky hair
on his head
runs a finger the length
of his lovable nose
down through the tiny cleft
in his chin
follows the outline of two perfect ears
traces the sexy lopsided smile
closes the lids of his sleepy hazel eyes
grabs himself by his blue canvas belt
and swings himself into orbit
around his childhood
where he studies the rangy
underfed boy
with vacant eyes
brooding lips
a bow in his legs
and holes in his knickers
and wonders how
that sad funny looking kid
grew up
to be so damn handsome
Hi Gene,I read episodiically and just finished total absorbtion in several of your recent poems. It seems to me your writing has grown stronger, especially in finding the right words for inviting a reader into that illusive space where feeelings meet senses. This particular poem is, for me, one of your best.
Charlie
Ha! The other pome wot i just rote is about a window-cleaner and his hair... that'll keep you in suspenders until I post it! Is it only girls that relate to the old Danny Kate Ugly Duckling song?! Noooooo... Handsome Christian Anderson knew a thing or two about this, too. Think you last word is missing an initial "b" or a "g"... A fine Portrait of the Artist in his perennial prime. xx
A charming and wise self portrait Gene, it is funny how time and that pesky mirror puts thoughts like this in your head...I should cover mine!
Peace and love, Carole~
Autobiographical and rich with the mantra of a man with a proper perspective of life and living it to the fullest. I love the light egotistical flavor of this work because ego, in the proper doses is vital as an elixir for joy. I bid you love and peace my dear friend. Jon Michael
Reviewed by Chantilly Lace (Reader)
Reviewed on March 25, 2011
Oh my heavens your words melt me sweet gene..beautiful writing darlin...keep smiling always OK...Hugss
Love Always,
Chanti Lace xoxoxooxxo..your heart is so beautiful...sighhh
This is the work of a mature man and poet
who has seen through the silliness of ego,
has found himself in the truest sense
and has the ability and grace to poke fun at himself-
one of my measures of greatness.
You tease with disarming charm, Gene,
in this delight of a poem...
for me as much philosophy as biography,
but then they are the same here.
A bit of tongue in cheek, Gene, and done so well, too! I see the boy and I see the man still wondering (which is a good thing). Wonderful write! ~Best, Elizabeth
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This book is a collection of short stories that depict events in Author's life while she lived in Romania, then in Greece, and last in America. It's a beautiful and very sincere account of a young woman's life and comming to age.
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Charlie
Not that he's not handsome now. Me, I like a man looks like
a man. Smile wrinkles are turn-ons!!
Kids don't know how to slow-dance.
As for writing a poem as good as this, they w i s h.
It is w o n d e r f u l. So are y o u.
So there!!
xOx Phyllis xOx
Peace and love, Carole~
Love Always,
Chanti Lace xoxoxooxxo..your heart is so beautiful...sighhh
Anna
who has seen through the silliness of ego,
has found himself in the truest sense
and has the ability and grace to poke fun at himself-
one of my measures of greatness.
You tease with disarming charm, Gene,
in this delight of a poem...
for me as much philosophy as biography,
but then they are the same here.
John
Cheers,
Dan
Blessings,
Christine
Hugs, Diana...
Regis
Peace, love and light,
Amber