Ode to Boyhood

Hot summer days on friendship beach,

Sandy sunny belonging

in unquestioned brotherhood.

 

Brown bodies on sweaty bunks,

sheets of discovery

uncovering unbounded life.

 

Comrades on mountain peaks,

euphoric blistered steps

deepening tribal togetherness.

 

Cycles pedaling city streets,

ridden rhythmic life

of unconscious sleepfulness.

 

Ah, that boyhood stretch,

Sun-kissed, wild-blessed

naïve-blood-brotherly-time

in which we learned of life;

that love takes and love gives

and how we love, is how we live.

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About chrisahrends

For me, writing is a healing art aimed at healing me - and if in any way it resonates with you - that would be wonderful. I live in Cape Town, South Africa; work in the Anglican Church of Southern Africa and am married to Jacqui Macqueen Ahrends.
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