Tuesday, September 11, 2007


I spoke about the novel Boys Life by Robert McCammon in this post a while back, but I re-read the poem that begins the story and I had to re-post it here.

The Poem Introducing Boy's Life
by Robert R. McCammon

We ran like young wild furies,
where angels feared to tread.
The woods were dark and deep.
Before us demons fled.
We checked Coke bottle bottoms
to see how far was far.
Our worlds of magic wonder
were never reached by car.
We loved our dogs like brothers,
our bikes like rocket ships.
We were going to the stars,
to Mars we'd make round trips.
We swung on vines like Tarzan,
and flashed Zorro's keen blade.
We were James Bond in his Aston,
we were Hercules unchained.
We looked upon the future
and we saw a distant land,
where our folks were always ageless,
and time was shifting sand.
We filled up life with living,
with grins, scabbed knees, and noise.
In glass I see an older man,
but this book's for the boys.

Copyright © 1991 by Robert R. McCammon. This poem originally appeared in the Pocket Books hardcover edition of Boy's Life, first printed in August 1991. From Robert McCammon.com

Who among us has not known the freedom of the magic steed between our knees, or climbed Jack's beanstalk, battled dark knights, and rescued maidens fair [even when girls had germs]. Sailed far worlds, flown from the roofs of sheds with capes stiff behind us, spoken to our dogs like best mates, stared from the roof of our house to far distant lands. Caught the larva of dragons in ponds surrounded by blackberries and found only by treading a maze while clothes were tugged by thorns and spiders and snakes lurked hidden in scrub. These are the things of a Boys Life and I wonder when the mundane arrived to chase away the excitement. Or even if it has really gone forever.


meleah rebeccah said...

I hope my son stays a BOY for a very long time.

Lisa said...

Laurie, this is a wonderful poem, and brings back such great memories. It was a bit of a girl's life as well!

HollyGL said...

I definitely had a point where I felt a significant shift in my allowance of a perspective of "wonder". ...oddly, though, it seems to be returning. Perhaps its just senility setting in. ;)

Dorothy said...

What a lovely thought for my morning. I usually blog at night, and this was a wonderful start to my day.

Dorothy from grammology

Gypsy said...

I think we all still have that little kid inside us, we just have to choose to let him/her out once in a while and throw caution to the wind. Oh yes, the carefree days of childhood - its a pity none of us realise at the time how fleeting it really is.

FindingHeart said...

Yeah, brings back some memories. Yet, as an adult trying to stay young, I found that the little time spent playing an online game here or there was actually me getting to find that dragon larva or fight the Germans in 1943. Looking forward to doing that again some day.

Loz said...

Mel - I think in lots of ways we are boys forever

Lisa - I have no doubt that it was

Steph - I think we get to a stage when we yearn for youth and then find that it never really left us.

Gypsy - youth lasts forever when you're in it

Findingheart - you are right and we really need to make the time. Having kids ourselves makes some of the magic return - building sand castles at the beach, or block paddocks for ponies and lego pirate ships.