Poems and Short Quips - 29. I See You

Your words have struck me. It is what very little children do when they are playing hide and seek for the first time: they cover their eyes with their hands singing 'You cannot see me'. But this is not a children's game.  We all have our ways of fleeing the world for a little while trying to forget ourselves. Making somebody face themselves and the world is one of the biggest challenges. And it won't work without trust. 

Thank you. 

If i was not standing at a bus stop...id be in tears. You Sirs, You and Michael that love us lost boys, while we try and hide in clothes or beards and ducked heads. We who hang back trying to be, wishing we were invisible...You hold us up..loving us no matter what. i do not think without that strength i would be here now. 

do not be in tears, mikiesboy. You are here. Whether in tears or not. I am glad you are here. even if here is thousands of miles away.  And to me at least you are not a lost boy. I guess loving is not one-sided. Trust is neither. Looking in from the outside everything seems so easy. I know it is not. I am so relieved that there are those near to you to help you and catch you when you fall.

Somehow the most unreal thing is your reading it at a bus stop. here, in the middle of a nowhere village,  the winds are playing havoc with the dead leaves. But life is.

Excellent poem, Mac. You can see the love that is in your words.

2 hours ago, Mikiesboy said:

You Sirs, You and Michael that love us lost boys, while we try and hide in clothes or beards and ducked heads. We who hang back trying to be, wishing we were invisible...You hold us up..loving us no matter what. i do not think without that strength i would be here now. 

i've been there too Sir

clothes, like the hoodie, are also metaphorical.  to feel safe enough to allow others in, to be able to "push that hoodie away" can take a while

it's such a journey, and really doesn't end, it can be two steps forward and one step back.

i can feel the love, and the frustration, and the hope from You Sir

it is such a familiar feeling, and i thank You for sharing this with us

Wonderful Mac. These beautiful boys, our boys, who beg from us strength will slowly learn to trust that our words are true. tim hid in too big clothes until last year.  I think he's been rather grateful for his shorts the past few days. he did not appreciate having to wear t-shirts that actually fit. 

This poem is full of love and hope. 

Very beautiful, definitely moving. You speak with compassion and love as you reach out your hand. 

This is the first time I've read your poetry. I really enjoyed this, and the message of love it conveyed. Thanks for sharing your poem. I intend to read more.