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Hyper Child

My life has been filled

with words like high energy,

hyperactive and

uncontrollable at times.

Now from my view

from inside looking

out my whole life,

I was just expressing myself,

sharing my thoughts.

There is an old saying

about some things are

better in small doses,

that in my mind

has always been me.

Standing on the outside

looking in,

I look out at the world

that is often surreal.

I see faces, bodies start

to twist in the wind.

As confusion,

boredom sets in,

I continue with

apparently no end.

Yet even as my mind

says stop,

I continue on at a

high rate of speed.

This type of mind

leads to other actions,

just as reactive

as my mind.

Seemingly out of control

to others standing,

watching to see

what I'll do next.

So as a young man,

say around 12,

my parents took me

to visit family friends.

While the parents visit

the children would play,

stay out of the way

as children did in the day.

We were sent to the

basement, out of the way.

The boy about my age

his younger sister

heading off to play.

As was my nature

having no control,

I started to take charge.

We looked at the toys,

playthings to share.

A bow and arrow

needed my attention.

After all, I was trained

as an archer when I was 8.

Time to show my

skills and marksmanship.

Taking the bow,

I strung it tight,

checking it's pull.

Grabbing an arrow behind the quill,

loading it carefully in the bow.

Then it happened as the

arrow took flight,

straight and true.

The squeal of a little girl

her brothers fast retreat.

Arrow finding it's mark,

now protruding half in

and out the basement window.

Only one thing left to do,

which I had done before.

Stand before parents

head hung low,

explaining the flight of the arrow

that was out of my control.

Reviews

[alifeacoustic]

Congratulations Willard, You seemed to have managed to write my autobiography without even knowing. The label changes, hyper, ADHD, etc, but the story remains the same. Even as I head into middle age and feel my body slow, my mind, my thoughts don't change. I think they will always run on hyper drive.
Great write. Many feel the same way.

[Willard Wells]

I try to be honest and write about myself. How I got where I am. Like you said it seems perfectly normal to me. I always joke that the reason God has not called me home is he is hoping I chill just a bit first. I think in the end he will have to take me the way I am, but I am in no hurry.

Appreciate the kind words and time with my work.

[B. Boileau]

Lol I don't know why but this marvelous write leaves with many memories.
having said that, it's amazing how a mind can conjure
yet another pleasurable read !
bill

[Willard Wells]

Thank you so much. It started as a story, but then I felt it was just best to make it prose. I appreciate your time in reading and commenting on my work.

[Madhusudha]

Yes brings back scenes from our childhood when we are utterly convinced how things were not in our control and just happened and parents equally convinced that we were intent on breaking that window glass. Now a parent, I try hard to be the child and see it from their point of view.. good read.
I for one appreciate that racing mind of yours.. have one too.

I sometimes come with a thought that could be worked either as prose or a poem.. so give both a shot and see which one you like.

[Willard Wells]

I am attempting to write more true stories but the adventure my mind takes me on make some useless endeavors. So for the most part, I write it out and then leave it or cut it up and remove some words to create a poem or prose. Guess work all the way.

Thank you for your time and kind words.

[Madhusudha]

yes follow your mind adventures and they might lead you to a great path. I was reading about Elizabeth Gilbert's words on how ruth stone came up one her poems.. pls look it up.. it will inspire you to follow your minds wanderings. looking forward to more if these rambles. and oh, please do nothe discard them.. keep it stored somewhere..

[andrew mitchell]

Great write Willard, on growing up we don't know the boundaries or the outcomes of our actions as we are learning, but our parents bring us to a more unpleasant view of our actions lol. Again a great story that entertains, delights and brings home a few home truths lol.

[Willard Wells]

I am all over the place with my stories. This one worked as prose, but one that I tried and really like did not flow or does not flow. So work in progress. I Appreciate your kind words with regard to my writing.

[J3ssInJupit3r]

Haha this was cute. It reminded me of the old days when kids used to play baseball and they would knock a window out with the ball. This was a great story/poem about childhood and what the majority of people have done in their lives. Kids get in trouble, they have fun, they act goofy, because that is what kids are supposed to do. Great poem, great flow. Thank you for sharing this!

[Willard Wells]

I appreciate your stopping by and your kind words.