We had a deal, you and I
as kids we took an oath
The enemy of my friend is my enemy
always there for each other
We survived the sixties
raised by distracted mothers and TV
Walter and Nixon and Bradys
the clothes we’d sooner forget
When we got older and you got boobs
somehow I didn’t but learned
to like boobs other than yours
and still we remembered our promise
The occasional glance across the room
reminded us we’d look out for each other
through your clumsy boyfriends and my coarse girlfriends
we had a deal
I wondered what happened when you heard the code
the dark hamster soars on the turbulent wind
wondered where you were when I needed you
didn’t we have a deal?
Then I learned too late
you were going through your own private hell
a hell you thought too big to sound the code
to call on your old friend for help
Though now
everyone wishes you would have
sister friend
~ J. D. Mackenzie
(inspired by NaPoWriMo prompt #12 Secret Codes)
Oy. Very powerful. especially liked the through-the-years feel. I have no realtionships like this; envy them.
ReplyDeleteExcellent take on the prompt :)
ReplyDeleteReally enjoyed this...and can relate about growing up at that time and having a friend, of the opposite sex, that I was that close to. You wrote this so well!!
ReplyDeletePowerful poem! I've never had a life long friend of the opposite sex... what a unique bond that would be. I grew up in the 60's, too.
ReplyDeletethis is a great approach to the prompt, and it really has me thinking about how the survival skills we have as kids could help us as adults. what happens?
ReplyDeletethank you!
Just plain lovely!
ReplyDeletea trophy of remembrance... thank you for writing this... take off
ReplyDeleteYour poem inspired me to also write about childhood friendship--it's very different from yours, but I want to acknowledge/thank you and your poem for inspiring me with this idea.
ReplyDeleteNostalgic, sad, and powerful. I love the way the title invokes the prompt and is so perfect for this piece.
ReplyDeleteThis was really heart wrenching JDM.
ReplyDeleteUgh...can't believe in acknowledging you earlier, I referred to you as a female. It's pretty damn obvious...but, I was no longer looking at your poem...just thinking about the jist of it. Ok...that's it! Sorry about that.
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