"Goodbye" I remember dripping ice cream onto freshly scraped knees. building fairy houses. having nowhere to go but everywhere to explore. riding my bike until dark. playing hopscotch, if even by myself. thinking 28 was old. I remember a lifetime a go when I had my whole lifetime. Heart, I tell you: "Hurt me no more, Even though you must and always will betray." Goodbye innocence. © Heather Bush This poem is copyrighted.
break those habits, those patterns of "life". know that you don't know, that there's always why? life, a process of growth and expansion. stay in one place and face stagnation. innocence sits on a confused face, in awe but still able to keep up the pace. say hello to your innocence everyday: you don't know how you got here, why things are this way. you say goodbye to your innocence, but it's here to stay- no matter how far down you hid it away. you've gathered a nice bag of tricks along the way, but you haven't changed, you're weighed down by the bag, you've let your pace lag, let go.
i wanted to tell you that i really like your poem. you translated a universal feeling to language, and that's what i consider art. double kudos.
haha...thanks. The one you posted here, that was well worth the read. I rather liked it. It painted a picture with words.
