talk about
innocents abroad
so many
adventures
scare myself thinking about them
a big thank you
to my guardian angel
travelling deck class across the equator
when i was young
they told me
i could do anything
i could be anything
i believed them
don't think they had this in mind
reading a magazine in bed
rather than only finding the time
to do so in a doctor's surgery
is a dream of mine now
at some stage
probably will never happen
i dream of a quiet life
with lots of time on my hands
i want to know what it means
to be at a loose end
i want to experience the luxury
of being bored
Love it.
ReplyDeleteA relaxing holiday would be nice in an adventurous life. :)
ReplyDeleteOh yes, I can so relate! To both the youth and age sections of this. (I was already a young mum in the seventies, a bit too old to be a hippy chick though it would have been right up my alley — but I remember situations a little further back, in my own youth, which I waltzed into in blithe naivety, and now thank my guardian angels for getting me safely through.)
ReplyDeleteKids are never bored these days. They need to be forced to be bored!
ReplyDeleteThe luxury of being bored is overrated :-)
ReplyDeletePK
I relate to the younger and older in this poem.
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