Welcome to this month's poetry group posting. At the end of this post you'll find links to the other participants.
Our theme this month...walking on the wild side. Well if this was a short story or essay I could just tell you all about my teenage years but since it's poetry, I'll do my best.
Late nights
no care for frights
a drink, a ride
not trying to hide
Fast cars
fast guys
sneaking in bars
late night highs
Walking Wild
this carefree child
skipping school
being a fool
Friends cheering you on
as you chug a pint
until you are far gone
and all for spite
Waking up one day
to see yourself in the light
and saying hey
no more, and with all my might
Wild Child
you need to chill
before you get killed
It's time to calm down
grow up and chill
no more frowns
as your pass by the grill
Walking Wild
but in a different spirit
passionate about life
loving each moment but responsibly
Other participants:
Karen Wild Side
Maja four-of-pentacles-calculated-wilderness
Diane Really Wild
Lydia Wild Child
Jenn Wildly Cautious
Sarah The Wild Ride
I think this absolutely captures the wild side of many a teenager! Sometimes I wish I could go back and be just a tad more wild!
ReplyDeleteI never was the wild child. but I certainly saw many friends through it. It looked painful! :)
ReplyDeleteI absolutely love this poem...especially watching too many wild children leave this earth too soon. <3
ReplyDeleteWell this one certainly hit home for me, been there done that too. Great poem about maturity.
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