I’m looking out my window
thinking how cool it would be to be
that young man
skating down
that long avenue
or rather, ominous hill
dressed in a lengthy black leather jacket
with a white headscarf
and purple earmuffs around his skull
spinning down and about
with no care in the world
invincible
a conqueror of many world’s ahead
and maybe so justifiably so
but wow! phew! now glad I’m to be up here!
now that he’s lying down on tar street
behind a metallic black Caddy
skates in the air
you know, sometimes age has its benefits
at least you make sure to look around
and maybe see something more than survival
for you made it past the horror and total futility of it all
especially when it’s simpler
just to watch and wait for the commotion to begin
and whatever happens does
And whatever happens does, every single day. Traffic radio fodder.
Blessings and Love - Micke
Looking out the window with eyes wide shut.
Many spills,no hands on the bars, cinders in my knees.
Awesome and a wow write!!
Lady Mary Ann
You are on a roll! no pun intended lol!
I'd rather be old and wise than young and foolish. well, sometimes it's fun to be a little foolish!
Great Poem, you brought us on a journey.
Peace, light and love,
Amber
Ron
Love ya!
Jane
at least you make sure to look around
And make sure to look both ways before you cross the street or someone will run you down!
Never let pain and suffering stop you from taking the risk of the thrill. I bet you'd be a dangerous person on roller blades.
A great write!
Rx
Sandie
daunted by the sheer effort and "safety issues" necessary
to achieve your goals that enhance...the freedom...but once
you start moving down the long avenue...it may prove easier
than you anticipate...and safe and cool...to be outside
the autopilot of age...
Enjoyed your great poem! a lot.
Kathy