stepping out

 

i lived happily unaware

until i happened 

to look up   something caught my eye

 

on the playground   the older kids

the sixth graders

i stepped out of myself

 

out of my second-grade obliviousness

i realized

i have a long way to go

 

since that moment i have been self-aware   

mindful   

and i curse that mindfulness   

 

longing to return to blissful oblivion   

leaving mindfulness to those with a taste for it

 

~

 

there was more to it   the way i looked at   

and felt

about   mary ann

 

that was a different kind of 

stepping out

the way she caught my eye   even then

 

it came slowly   the obliviousness

obscured it

until it didn't   becoming matter of fact

 

until later   when lynn and mary ann

became a taunt

little did they know how i lived for those words  

 

musical as they were

to my ears

 

 

 





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Written on 2024-07-03 at 18:04

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Sameen The PoetBay support member heart!
Your writing has gotten so quotable. Or perhaps it was I who was too dumb.
2024-07-09


Sona The PoetBay support member heart!
Yes, Indeed. This poem is saying more than it is stating to say. thank you for this reminder in sweet harmless oblivion- the sheer carelessness to it and how much it could irk people, which they might also find attractive. But more than others, how good it sometimes feels. To be blissfully Oblivious. Charming, it indeed it.
2024-07-05


Griffonner The PoetBay support member heart!
Can I call it 'didactic'? I think it might be. Neverthge less I liked the two reflections of the same title. Nively done, Sir. Blessings, Allen
2024-07-03