Neverland

A poem about loss but also belonging.

One familiar and melancholy pop-song
Struck a deep and discordant heart-chord:

"I am orphaned."

Feeling not quite an adult, but no longer a child,
I do not know my place in the world.

Parentless.
Homeless.

Fantastical images of a home for lost ones
Captures my attention like never before.

Strange stirrings of kin-recognition as I close my eyes
And see the familiar faces from childhood films.

With bittersweet acceptance of who I am,
What I've become, of my new community:

Orphaned. Lost Boys.

"Neverland is home to lost boys like me and lost boys like me are free. Neverland I love you so, you are now my home sweet home. Forever a lost boy at last."

Reviews

[Carlos Lorenzo Estrada]

My parents divorced when I was young and during those important years I was raised primarily by my grandmother. I can't even begin to imagine what it would have been like living without someone to raise me let alone being homeless as well. The message of your poem is very moving despite the dire circumstances within it. But you do give a bit of hope. Thank you for sharing your poetry with us Alexander.

[Alexander Dillon]

Thank you Carlos. I am not literally homeless, I meant it more in the figurative sense. As in, I have no place to go back to that is called "home." I move around a lot, and now my childhood home has been sold off, so it is that sense that I am homeless. Thank you for reading and for reviewing! :)

[Madison]

that songs has helped me so much. I can never understand what it means to you but I hear the words in this poem and it is strong and passionate. very down to earth. I love your poem.

[Alexander Dillon]

Thank you Madison!