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On Being A Boy

On Being A Boy

In the early evening of my day dreams
I so peacefully ease
Into grandmother's hands
woven through my fingers
On wings unguarded
My childhood lingers
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Sweet smells of morning bacon
Hold pulchritudinous paintbrushes
And artistic remembrances
That I poet through thick memories
And find pleasure in the tickles
Of my youth in its whimsy
Still, the dreamlike expressions
On my face in the mirror
Do not lie
But so reverently malinger
In the catacombs of my belief
And through that same peaceful aesthetic
I cling to the happy notion
That I am alive
So happy that I am not
Inย some sepulcher
But still dancing in my solitude
And still smiling
At the miracles
Of my youth
Oh happy joy
Had I
At being a boy
So I smile, a secret smile
Relieved and proud
Of my own joyous,
Recollection...

Tony Taylor (Chicago)

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Tony Taylor

Thanx so much DARKLY!!..... hugs-n-smiles!!....T xo ???

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Wayne Stubbs

Brilliant! ???? I loved that Tony! ? โ˜ฎ&? brother poet...ย 

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Tony Taylor

Hey WAYNE!!..... thank you so much for reading and my apologies for the late reply!!...... hugs and smiles!!.....T ??โ™ฅ

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Wayne Stubbs

Not a problem my brother poet! It's fantastic to hear from you... how is the album coming along? Majestically I hope ? good to hear from you anyway Tony! โ˜บ โ˜ฎ&?...

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John DeFoore Jr

Touched me deeply I remembered my grandmother and relived my past.
thank you for the trip down memory lane.
john

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Tony Taylor

Hey JOHN!!..... what a VERY touching comment!!....I am most grateful and happy it took you back...... my apologies for the late reply!!..... crazy days lately!!..... Love to you and yours!!......thanx for this!!......T xo ???โ™ฅ

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Nigel Cresswell...

So many wonderful images, "That I poet through thick memories
ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  And find pleasure in the tickles
ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย Of my youth in its whimsy"
Wonderful. This poem resonates with me and will stick in my mind like the great song it is. Respect poet brother and a little bit of envy.

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Tony Taylor

Hey Sir Nigel!!.....I love that you pointed to those particular lines....." That I poet through thick memories.."..... is my favorite line in the entire write...... thank you SO much for reading dear poet brother.......I am your cyber-friend and admirer!!......T xo ??โ™ฅโ™ฅโœดโœด

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Wonderful imagery, and, as they say, "poetry is meant to be read"
Your poem reads beautifully out loud, the tongue revering the fabulous use of alliteration and assonance as the words form and flow...ย 

With love, dear poet x

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Tony Taylor

Thank you dear poet for reading and for the 'reading aloud'.....I think it'sย SO important to hear the poetry aloud.....I am most grateful for the kindness of your comment..... Kings to you!!...... smiles.....T xo ???โ™ฅ

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Tony Taylor

Thank you JAMES!!..... I'm going to check out what you've been up to right now!!...... smiles....T ??

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Tony Taylor

Thanx GREG!!..... hope it was great trip man!!..... stay cool!!.....T xo ??โ™ฅ

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Jai Masters

Been in town and Iย 
still love this poem :))ย 
great stuff tour de force ofย 
lifeย 
ย  ย Luvvvvv Jjai:))ย 

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Tony Taylor

MUCH appreciated SIR MASTERS!!......anytime you're in town my friend....smiles......T xo โ™ฅ

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Greg Etsell

WOW WOW WOW!!! YOU are the master sr Tonyย 

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Tony Taylor

I'm not sure about the master part....but I DO so appreciate your reading this my friend.......smiles......T xo โ™ฅโ™ฅ

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