TO LIAM ON HIS 15th BIRTHDAY - Poem
TO LIAM ON HIS FIFTEENTH BIRTHDAY
(copyright 2015, by Dave Kiffer)
Nothing has or will ever change,
And I feel your pain, as you grumble
Along this narrow road, this town spine
Which we can only branch off slightly
Into evolutionary dead ends, never
Quite going far enough to get lost
When I was your age the new century
Was decades away, too far to be real,
Or to even seem touchable beyond
The trees, the rain, and the waves which
Have now covered the beginning of the
Millennium as deeply as the Titanic
But things have changed, I can tell now,
The stores that my mother and I shopped
Are no longer meant for us locals
The bars my father and I wintered in
Still overserve, but only shiny baubles
For those looking for a piece of Alaska
But remember in the shiny aggregate,
You can still find warmth in the icy drizzle,
Wrap yourself In fires that are stoked daily
By the habituals, unwilling to surrender
To the darkness and claustrophobia
And the distant embrace of the light
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