A moving and profound write....much to reflect on...
Reviewed by Katy Walsvik (Reader)
Reviewed on March 30, 2005
To the children and the "inner child" in us all... this should be mandatory reading!
When the words you write gather themselves and begin to surface, to fill up your head and then your pen, I wonder if the earth might move, just a teensy little bit... and retain that impact for the reader. Few have the ability to deliver thoughts in layers... you do it well. katy xox
Reviewed by Kate Clifford (Reader)
Reviewed on March 30, 2005
This write touches me very deelp as it defines the path I am on right now. Time to rejoice is just around the corner :-) Just a slight pause for reflection, then action :-)
Reviewed by Joseph* OneLight*® (Reader)
Reviewed on March 30, 2005
Ace,
It was only when I entered the "adult world"
that I discovered the terrible truth that
most people discard the treasures of youth
while keeping the most disdainful traits of children.
Love & Light,
Joseph
Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)
Reviewed on March 30, 2005
At times one gotta rock that boat. Not have a disease to please..
It is ok not to be nice. Or one would implode, at injustice..
As a child, I have had the fortune of always being encouraged to express my thoughts and feelings. It was when I grew up that I learned that principles that need to be screamed are, in general, incompatible with heartfelt beliefs and reflections, expressed in an even tone. Sometimes, silence seems, therefore, the best option... but then, there comes the moment when the bottle has been shaken much too hard and much too often and... :0)
As always, exceptional poetry.
Love&Light*
Alexandra*
Love Sherry's comment about the non-verbalised trafficing of thought... guess that's about my level of communication, especially with children, who do it so naturally. Seems to me we have got it all wrong: let the kids speak and the adults wrap up. Something worth listening to might then be articulated... but then, this'll do for starters, I guess (!!) When "being nice" has used up it's credit, then it's pay-back time in full; guess that means some interesting changes ahead for those of us who STILL believe we should be seen and not really heard. "Be nice"... but if you can't be nice, be careful!! Emancipatory write here, Jude! TY Kate xx
Jude once again you mix the power of a childs imagery with the values lessona of asseop's fables and come out with a winner. This is a truly remarkable poem and my hat goes off to you. Well done.
Gentle truth, Jude. I was the middle kid. Diplomat. Old habits die hard, as they say. Doormat? No. When I was younger, yes. But I learned that words HURT. And they can, but no, the world will not collapse if we shout what we feel. Better than sinking into yourself...
what a gift this is to the child in each of us. I know what it is - I'd wager most of us do - to have the truth of who you are stifled and stymied and squashed under the guise of what is appropriate or right or nice. I hope all of us can read it and claim its message for ourselves. a wonderful offering tonight from you. Dawn
Excellent poem! The be nice mantra has been a huge failure, and should have been discarded long ago!You make a good case for doing just that. Jesus said, let the children speak!
As Dave said, I remember the old "children should be seen and not heard." Fortunately my mother did not adhere to that. Still on every side we are poked and prodded with the "be nice" mantra, often women more than men. Some of us let this fear of disapproval stalk us as adults until we become doormats. There's nothing as freeing as being around those who accept us as we are and allow us to say what we feel. They show a trust that we have the wisdom to be careful about what we say, and they possess the psychic stamina and love of those not easily offended. I believe children must be allowed to say what they feel; our only goal should be to teach them wisdom in doing so and give them a clear understanding of the difference between sharing your feelings and being mean.
Wonderful poem, Jude! Oh, yeah, so I don't forget, keep being the shaman that you are. Sexy too, btw. ;-) You know I can't leave without pressing the big red button. LOL ~~Nordette
I must still be a child, even though i am old enough to be a grandmother...I still live in a society that says/suggests/insinuates we must be "society, or corporate robots" we must keep our true thoughts and feelings to ourselves, and always act nice....
You have spoken the unspoken pain of many of us...
thank you,
Great message... our generation, grew up believing children should be seen and not heard... today, they talk and teach, but as adults, we learned from our parents not to listen
Children possess insights that we adults have forgotten. When I see a small infant, I look at them and communicate with them without words, just with my thoughts. They always smile and can't take their eyes off of me. From this, I have learned that we are all born able to hear what others are thinking but once we are able to verbalize, most of us let that ability slip away. Children should not be stiffled and really should be encouraged to speak the truth that only they recall. A most thought provoking offering, Robert. This is excellent!
Take care,
Sherry
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You wrote that about me, Jude. BE NICE reached in, grabbed my beating heart and ripped it out, shaking it in my face saying, "REMEMBER?"
I could only be nice for so long...
Your skill with the pen inspires and awes me.
~ Mari
When the words you write gather themselves and begin to surface, to fill up your head and then your pen, I wonder if the earth might move, just a teensy little bit... and retain that impact for the reader. Few have the ability to deliver thoughts in layers... you do it well. katy xox
It was only when I entered the "adult world"
that I discovered the terrible truth that
most people discard the treasures of youth
while keeping the most disdainful traits of children.
Love & Light,
Joseph
It is ok not to be nice. Or one would implode, at injustice..
Last line says it all...
Being nice is a virtue. It is learned and imitated from parents.
Great poem you've penned.
I love it"I rejoice when you say to them... can only be nice for so long". How beautifully captured.
Emeka Chike Nwogu
No longer a brash little scamp, I'm now a much older one.
Hank
They slander the hope you grow inside
And try to stifle the heart within your sighs
Quite profound, Robert.
Love Tinka
Unless you become like little children you cannot enter my domain.
As always, exceptional poetry.
Love&Light*
Alexandra*
M.Rose
Felix
Reindeer
Eileen
Wonderful poem, Jude! Oh, yeah, so I don't forget, keep being the shaman that you are. Sexy too, btw. ;-) You know I can't leave without pressing the big red button. LOL ~~Nordette
You have spoken the unspoken pain of many of us...
thank you,
Take care,
Sherry