by Liar
lots of great stuff and that last verse is a killer.
Loved this part too
~Drink up your moccachinos.
Zip up your faux nihilist jackets,
and step out into this
crisp clear crystal shower.~
That some nice stuff
This piece lets me see two people
me when I was 14 in shades
and the me who watches them, as you do, now.
Thank you
I loved how visual this work is. Tath is right it allows us to see the two people of who we are... children of the past and adults of the now. I loved the last stanza filled with hope
du lac
one of which is a sixteen, going on thirty, year old tragically hip sociocrat, this poem hit home. Your language powerfully supported your keen observation as you enticed me from my warm room into a cafe of the totally cool. Well done.
jim : )
hey I understood this poem to liar,
Humm... all the way till the angels ...
hehehey! <grin> okay I loved the play
with the generation difference and fad
my kids drove me crazy with what was 'in'
and what was 'a big downer' great topic liar
and wonderful poem~
This one is worth pausing for; just to stand outdoors with my tongue extended. Wonderful poem, Liar.
A timeless observation of the forever individualistic
Teen social conformist;
Brave to sneer at the elders' values
But terrified of offending his peers
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The popular for a season ~ of the average teenager. Fads to fit each year ~ defining their status.
This poem really caught me off guard. I read it and then thought about it for a time and re-read it. Honestly, I have to say it is one of the best I've read in a long time. Your insights into youthful vanity are quite acute.