Ditch the ads, upload images and much more - upgrade today from 5.95/month!
Read Contests Groups Learn Forums Store Help
 

missing mother's commune

Where the smoke rolls out of vans,
and laying in the grass is a given.
My mother is gardening topless.
Father is drinking moonshine on the porch.
Sisters are running in the woods.
They scream and dodge trees.
Tonight we will be playing in the dark
with only light from the bonfire,
all while our parents drink to good times.
No one has a bed room door,
and the liquor cabinet has no lock.
Sitting in the broken down Volvo,
picking at the dead head stickers.
Let's chase one another with hatchets,
pretending we live in the eighteen hundreds.
Sitting on Mom's lap in the circle
makes me think of the greenhouse.
Yes, egg roles for diner,
with sweet iced tea to drink!
After wards if it's not too dark
we can build a tee pee.
Cover the poles with a psychedelic quilt.
Mama will tell us about jesus in the morning,
and we wont go to church.
The woods will be our best friend,
as well as my own world.
Now, years later i finally miss home.

Author notes

this is a taste of how i grew up in the woods and the hills.
i used to dream about living the way other kids do, but now that i am grown and can see how wonderful it was to live so freely in the middle of nowhere. i miss it.

do you miss your child hood home?

    I plan to revise this poem: please leave constructive criticism!
    : , Your review:

    Comment Suggestion: What is your your first impression?
    Line numbers  • Invite them to read
    : no Cost: 0 free left 0 points, You have (?)

Comments

1 - 8 of 8

  • ArtemisAglow
    February 19, 2009

    Edit | Reply
    god we grew up so fucked up but looking back i am the same way...there were such unique events that shaped us and we had our own little world..being out here in the real world now sucks sometimes!!


    • Deathless1
      February 20, 2009
      Edit | Reply
      i would just love to have a day to live in the woods playing games and running around.
      the city is so dark and boring. i wish i could be innocent for a day.


  • L.Jay
    February 5, 2009
    Edit | Reply
    this sounds like a wonderful life. im jealous!

  • daniann
    February 5, 2009
    Edit | Reply
    I think you hit a note with many. i could feel your want, and your love for freedom. good writing


  • Broken-Rickie
    February 5, 2009

    Edit | Reply

    Gone Country Wild

    "Siting in the broken down volvo " change siting to sitting if you want. Checking your spelling and a few other errors. "After wards if it's not to dark" to to too.This is a really good write...
    As for me, I grew up in the country in Jasper County, Georgia and I miss it. I miss living in the middle of the woods with no worries. Now I'm in Germany waiting to move to Las Cruces, NM!

    • Deathless1
      February 5, 2009
      Edit | Reply
      from georgia to germany
      thanks for the spelling tips.


      • Broken-Rickie
        February 5, 2009
        Edit | Reply
        it's cool though. there's parts of Germany that remind me of Georgia. Keep writing because that was really good...I wish more people would write things like that...


  • Cube
    February 5, 2009

    Edit | Reply
    Nicely done and very well imaged. It definately gives a relaxing touch to reality. Shows that not everything is so harsh in this world.

1 - 8 of 8