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a boy-man grows
by Charlie Morgana boy-man unfolded in front of me;
hangy-down pants hitched higher,
eyes that chased an idea til caught,
now.
an Archimedes moment, lasted 4 weeks.
a veiled child; his haunt was Adonis
features; innocence his fire-iron brand;
slowly the hood fell from his shoulders,
limp.
metamorphosis, more than a Franz Kafka novel.
he is no enigma, just a growing boy who
could be the next Langston Hughes, Ali,
or a common man with a wife and two kids.
bringing civility back to civilization. 08/04/2009 Posted on 08/04/2009
Copyright © 2024 Charlie Morgan
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Glenn Currier on 08/08/09 at 04:49 AM Ah, the vision of a wise grandpa is what I see here - not too old a gypsy to fortunetell this boy - so fortune-ate to have such a one in his life. Delightful, Chaz. |
| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 07/07/14 at 03:25 PM Always a pleasure to read Charlie. I wonder how little Kai is doing. It felt like he was as much of us as Charlie. |
| Posted by A. Paige White on 07/08/14 at 03:32 AM I miss you, Chaz. Enjoyed your snapshot. lLike Kristina said, Kai was the light o your eyes and Logan was mine. We always had that bond. I miss you! |
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