Grown Ups

Nov 6

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GROWN UPS

They have forgotten
They are only pretending
No longer children
Free to be themselves – don’t see
Invisible training wheels

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 November 6, 2014, in Tanka and tagged , , . Bookmark the permalink. 24 Comments.

  1. silentlyheardonce | November 6, 2014 at 7:45 pm

    Imagine we wanted to hurry and grow up. Thinking we would be free when we already were free.

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  2. dawnofdivinerays | November 6, 2014 at 8:19 pm

    Reblogged this on Dawn of Divine Rays.

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  3. grammakrackers | November 6, 2014 at 8:22 pm

    Reblogged this on Gramma Krackers and commented:
    Ben’s been readin’ my mind again….

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  4. grammakrackers | November 6, 2014 at 8:24 pm

    My trainin’ wheels are still visible…. 😉

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  5. grammakrackers | November 6, 2014 at 8:57 pm

    Reblogged this (but it’s not showin’ up here).

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  6. Thomas Davis | November 6, 2014 at 9:27 pm

    If only I had wheels, training or otherwise. Instead I find myself peering into half seen environments that I don’t really understand. You buying me a bike Ben Naga? Will I understand then? Feel the wind in my face? Training wheels or not?

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    • Ben Naga | November 7, 2014 at 9:29 am

      My inner life seems to be where most of my significant journeying goes on these days. All my poems are invitations to go travelling. I have heard it said that travel broadens the mind, but never that it guarantees understanding. Or at least not until we return home. “Second childhood”?

      “We shall not cease from exploration, and the end of all our exploring will be to arrive where we started and know the place for the first time.”
      – T. S. Eliot

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  7. slpmartin | November 6, 2014 at 9:36 pm

    Oh…I do love those last lines!

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  8. the secret keeper | November 6, 2014 at 10:01 pm

    deeper than deeper the inner circles of childhood they try to steal away from children & us olders who are still there.

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  9. New Hampshire Garden Solutions | November 6, 2014 at 11:40 pm

    Children are always fun to be around for me, but even more so before they learn to put on the mask that we all wear.
    Why do we wear it, I wonder, and is putting it on something we consciously do? I don’t remember when I did, but I watched as my own kids put it on and I felt both sad and powerless to stop it

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  10. Betty Hayes Albright | November 8, 2014 at 4:50 am

    Ah, that we could all access our inner child! Of course you know I really like this one. 🙂

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