Fun Things To Do

Written for:  Poetic Bloomings2
Prompt #349
A "Shel" of Your Former Self

THE LITTLE BOY AND THE OLD MAN
By Shel Silverstein 

Said the little boy, sometimes I drop my spoon.
Said the little old man, I do that too.
The little boy whispered, I wet my pants.
I do too, laughed the old man.
Said the little boy, I often cry.
The old man nodded. So do I.
But worst of all, said the boy,
it seems grown-ups don’t pay attention to me.
And he felt the warmth of a wrinkled old hand.
I know what you mean, said the little old man.


"This week we breech a subject with which more of us here deal than not. Aging. As we get a little older, we become more and more a shell of our former selves. Our highlighted poem by Shel Silverstein approaches the subject tenderly and lovingly as the similarity between the little boy and the aged gentleman is compared.

Re-read the Silverstein poem to refresh the concept. Then, you are charged with writing a poem that reflects your process as told to a young person. You are the Old (Woman/Man)."


Oh, your favorite book is Harold and the Purple Crayon?
Yes, I love that book. Little girl smiles.
My favorite color is purple.  Do you like coloring
books?
Oh yes, little girl says, but I always color outside
the lines.
So did I. It was more fun.
Little girl says, I like to make trees and clouds 
in different colors, but teacher says I have to use 
the right color crayon.
I liked to draw pink trees.  
Wow.  My teacher would be upset if she saw that.   
You know,  cookie crumbs stick to my lips all the time.
Well, I have the same problem with crumbly cookies.
Know what I want to be when I grow up?  A famous 
baseball player.  She giggles. Dad says I'm too skinny.
You are still growing.  You can be anything you like.
Big grin.

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About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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3 Responses to Fun Things To Do

  1. Sadje says:

    Lovely prompt poem!

    Like

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