Carefree Youth


What a lark
In the park
In the dark

About Ben Naga

The Spirit that graces me with its passing has no name and stems not from thoughts and words, though it gathers them up as it flows, but from feeling.

Posted on December 6, 2011, in Poetry, Writing and tagged , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 7 Comments.

  1. cute! How very Ogden Nash of you 🙂


  2. All my own work. Honest!

    (The musey lady says I can say that. 🙂 )


  3. And how prescient was he! (He died in 1971.)

    A Caution To Everybody

    Consider the auk;
    Becoming extinct because he forgot how to fly, and could only walk.
    Consider man, who may well become extinct
    Because he forgot how to walk and learned how to fly before he thinked.

    Thank you for commenting.


  4. Short and descriptive. It’s amazing what can be said with so few words


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