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The little boy in front of me
by Glenn CurrierThe little boy in front of me in church
is squirming
his head darts
what does he see -
the colored banners
big metal circle
oak leaf with flames
gray hairs on the man
a shiny blue dress
the breeze on his arms
his shoes, his sister’s shoes
the sound of the birds outside?
The lady standing in front
exhorts - stay in the present
soak it in
feel your feelings
in the Eternal Now.
Sister elbows him
giving her meanest stare
mother’s hand gesture
and frown
tell him
stay still!
I wondering if she heard
the preacher lady’s now lesson.
I smile
aching to hug him
kiss the facets of this little gem
praise his attention
to the multiplicity
his swift flight
into the cosmos.
My eyes glisten
in recognition
of the little boy
inside. 06/13/2010 Posted on 06/13/2010
Copyright © 2026 Glenn Currier
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Linda Fuller on 06/13/10 at 10:59 PM The little boy in front of you, the little boy inside you - I like how you got there. |
| Posted by Therese Elaine on 06/14/10 at 04:09 AM Sometimes I wonder, if we could go back to our childhood selves, how much we would really choose to tell them -sometimes I think, that no matter how much I'd want to warn them, caution them, advise them...all I'd end up doing is telling them, "You can take more than you know." |
| Posted by Charlie Morgan on 06/14/10 at 02:56 PM ...aww Glenn, this is too cool, i myself saw ME like Linda says...i was there w/ you and yet w/ my Nigerian priest, i think that the lesson was about Jesus, but quien sabe?, maybe about extra-terrestial beings in spaceships...like i say...? |
| Posted by George Hoerner on 06/14/10 at 08:24 PM We should all be able to recall such images of our childhood. This is a great piece Glenn. |
| Posted by Joan Serratelli on 06/14/10 at 11:09 PM I love this- especially the ;ast stanza, |
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