Carefully, I place myself within the innocence of my adolescence.
I wander deep within the dreams that have long since departed me.
My ears intently tune themselves to hear the soft spoken sounds of my parents.
I await the warmth of the embrace, as I long to be sung to sleep again.
I am free to roam everywhere on this island on mine. Insulated by the happiness of memories.
The ones not tainted by natures ticking time.
How a mothers love keeps the dark days at bay.
My soul often roams about in desperation for a release, for the voice of a once upon a time.
I called for you, as I turned and clambered as fast as this pre pubescent body would allow.
But it was not quick enough, for when I reached your location it was access denied, father gone.
You left me amongst the litter of human puppies.
Yelping for a parent to feed them, but like them I was left to drink from the swampy waters of a broken home.
Brothers and sisters not yet grown, finding a togetherness in the alone.
Withdrawing into the shadows of adulthood of a home of myself, just me. On my own.
Yet I still wander amongst my dreams, in the hope of someday I find your sunlight amongst the shadows.
Awakened dreams as I run out the school gates joyously into your arms.
Just to be read a story once more, as you speak of tales as I drift back to sleep.
As I push my own litter on the swings. I only wish to be the one screaming higher daddy, higher.
By Jonathan Young
It is more than an attempt to capture and harness that excited passion, for passion comes in many forms on my levels.
Poetry is personifying ink onto paper as though it were my blood.
I connect with the pen like it was my hand, I pour out the ink like it was my life.
I let it ingrain itself in different forms, to give life to words, to let them dance freely and to discover who I am.
Poetry and writing is life, my story told in the best possible way.“
Jonathan Young, a poet from Finchley, London.
Jonathan has been writing since a year 8 history project had him writing about experiences in the trenches and war poetry. Although sporadic over the years, He has had two pieces of writing, ‘Heartland’, & ‘Spill Me’, published in the Highgate Poetry Society anthology ‘Naming The Clouds’, in April 2017.
Jonathan is currently working on his own collection.
- Adolescence - June 7, 2020
June 25, 2020
That’s so beautiful. I really felt that.