Old Flame

By John Blase | June 19, 2013 |

To be charmed by the world’s delight.

I was raised to understand this to be

a weakness. But I’ve since backslidden

to the truth that mine is a boy’s heart.

Now I have put away such mannish

thoughts as loving the world too much.

These days I talk to magpies and follow

rabbit trails and stoop to pick up every

penny I find. I used to act like this back

when I was a boy, back when I listened

to the warm and couldn’t for a minute

take my eyes off the world’s lush curves.

Ali on June 19, 2013 at 1:49 pm

I love this John!

Kindest regards,
Ali in Switzerland

Cherry Odelberg on June 19, 2013 at 1:51 pm

Ya. I don’t think these were the world’s charms meant, but I received it that way, so too my teachers and parents.

rhodaras2 on June 20, 2013 at 1:30 am

Love this..I get this….captured it…..

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