Where were you mother when I called you last night?
The voices came back,
It's alright,
You're alright.
Hush baby, hush darling.
Come away now, come out!
We are nothing to hide from,
If you have nothing to hide!
Where were you, mother, when I was calling your name?
Come play with us darling,
Just this one little game!
I stood by the window just to look outside,
And I had a vision in the flickering light.
In this half-sullen dream I was old,
you were dead.
I was a man among men,
They were often mad.
And they didn't play piano, and they didn't play ball,
One wished to be an author. But he never wrote at all.
I was never outdoors, never played, didn't sing.
It's alright, you're alright
Baby hush.
It's a dream.
Come with us, come with me,
Baby come and be wild,
There's no games to be had here,
It's time you leave it behind.
Oh mother, where are you?
Is your voice in my head?
Your touch on my face now...
Am I going mad?
Hush baby, hush, hush.
Come away. Leave this dread.
There's no games to be played there,
and no dreams to be had.
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Tales from Children Gone
PuisiThank you for visiting my page! I am so happy to share with you some of my work, and to hear your thoughts on it. This set of poems is an imagist work that speaks to coming of age and the fears of childhood that is inevitably ending. Some of these p...
