Icarus Where Are you?...

I suppose that it is true, that the East Main St. period was one of the most formative times of my life. My home life left a lot to be desired. I buried myself in books. I read just about everything that came my way. It didn't matter what the subject. I wanted to know what other people thought about everything. I guess the whole poem is summed up in those last lines. ~ Geez.
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never in danger of melting then. I had enough sense to know what happened to Icarus from the story about him. I also had a narrow escape in the thin upper branches of my favorite tree. But, oh how exciting to fly with the wind; The tree was at the top of the embankment just inside of the cemetary. Hence the line of: "No one but God knew where I was". Thanks for the read and comment. ~ Gee.
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of this poem. I made a concious effort to keep each line as seperate as I could, to let them stand alone as much as possible.
I wanted them to sound as I thought them, one by one. In my imagination, I could feel the heat and the subtle smell of jungle flowers when the wind slowed, and the coolness of the Artic snows as it raced back up to speed and it seemed to me, that it spoke of where it had been. Thank you for your read and comment. ~ Geez.
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