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One summer
Of my youth
I was lucky enough to have spent
At a camp for creative youth
A lifetime of good habits - learned - sought and taught
Abandonment of societies rules - conformities
Constraints, acquiescence all for a chance to be set free
Fly, fall, fathom the dream you make and see, art is art for its
own sake
Perceived for , conceived from nothing into art
One summer
Of my youth
I found my mind
Through art
In my youth the struggle to connect
Determined to proceed
A flower set to bloom alone upon
a sand
filled sea On moon beams dust And inner thoughts
Who would have believed from extrovert inward I went;
A road, a song, a step towards a journey set alone and known right
from the start;
A journey's step I took I fought the battle in my heart
- to be
Me To create, perceive, conceive
One summer Of my youth
I started on a path
It started, for me, as acting out
It slowly moved towards a turning in
misguided or misjudged
Things that I've done wrong regrets I may have found
On a road that's been too hard and yet
That youth is still a flower art grows in my heart
And abandonment still stays or goes away
Either way
Today as in that summer of my youth
My life
My mind and the hardships of the road I took
I would not trade a step, a song, a poem a thought
I would not stray from the road I took
And centered on creative youth my thoughts and mood
A somber sigh from my chest
A summer rainbow 'cross the sky
Where I am, and here tonight, the center of my youth resides.
Words ©1997
lou phinneystoltz
Image: Lyrical Prozac ©1999
lou phinneystoltz
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