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Scattered.....God Knows Where.

Updated on April 13, 2010

Scattered.......God Knows where.

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Time is a vacuum

it sucks only in one direction


all of those we once knew

without warning

disappear from our lives,

as the years are whisked away.


Kids I grew up with

never saw them again

sure Vietnam got a few

others just moved away like me.

But I grew up in the projects

there were thirty-five kids per block

times 50 blocks of

Veterans Housing projects.

A gift to our soldier daddies

they were rather ratty by the time

my dad got his piece of the cheap

but the kids.... where did they go??

Oh, I know Sharon died of a drug overdose,

and Dani's been married twice and divorced

but the bulk of the gang I hung with

has been severed and swallowed by time.

Then there are the old girlfriends

I feel like some triangle

in Bermuda shorts

less two lovers

I have wandered many vast places

and never ever run into

an old girlfriend,

what a joy it would be to do so,

I am a romantic,

they all still mean so much to me,

they helped guide me to what I am today

but all I have is some old Polaroids

and a handful of memories

and letters from each one.

all tucked away lest

they too get sucked away

like the girls that they portray.

I have whole lists of people

who disappeared forever,

Guys I knew in the corps,

Guys I played in bands with,

people I worked and sweated with,

even the kids I taught,

all vamoosed.

Is there a concentration camp somewhere

that holds them all

where they concentrate on everything

but ever bumping into me again.

I Love that song about meeting

my old lover in a grocery store

the snow was falling New Years eve,

but I only bump into old ladies with

obsessive compulsions to find

the right amount of pennies

in a change purse while

I'm behind them in line

with a six pack getting warm.

I suppose we all

lose friends eventually

people go their separate ways

and never return,

but I've got enough missing folks

to cover milk cartons for

the next twenty Years!

Perhaps I will disappear next

and then find out where they went.

If I do, and I can get access

to a computer I'll send you all a hub

and let you know where I'm at,

I'll even be happy to look up

some of your old lost friends,

just send me their names when I get there.

In the meantime which

really is some mean time

because so many I cherished are gone

I'll simply write this poem

and post it here in hopes

one of my old loves or friends

will stumble on it and comment

and tell me where the hell they are at.

So I guess this is a classified

kind of a lonely hearts club ad,

but I'd prefer to call it a poem,

that way I don't have to think about

all of the people I've had to leave out

of it while I was writing.

Am I alone with this dilemma?

is there anybody out there

who is going through the same

kind of an absense??

Well, enough of that

I'm off to write another poem,

this one's about to fade

into a long list of things

I cherish,

but I know where it's going

and I can always come back and visit.



~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~©-MFB III



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      poetlorraine 8 years ago

      i am loving this hub and it's author, so meaningful, full of heart and love, keep writing, i know you will... love Brenda xx

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      Susan Ream 8 years ago from Michigan

      Do you know that in the last year I have found many many of my high school friends on facebook? It's true and it's amazing to reconnect .. I never thought I'd ever see or hear from them again. It's been such a blessing.

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      Michael Shane 8 years ago from Gadsden, Alabama

      Great job MFB!

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      Jen 8 years ago

      Every person you see walking down the street, in the supermarket, everywhere, is someone's old friend.. someone's old lover. And someone's son or daughter.

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      Micky Dee 8 years ago

      Always on top of it! Thank you Sir!

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      prettydarkhorse 8 years ago from US

      you always write with thought provoking poetry and make me think hehe, I like it, some kind of longing and sentiments and finding comfort. Maita