When I was a chid,

I couldn’t imagine where the world began,

or ended.

There was magic in a rainbow,

the friendliness of trees,

countless days to play, to dream,

until fear, shame, guilt, pain,

shadows cast, and the child was lost.

Was love ever here?

Did it begin? Did it end? Why can’t I remember when?

Did you miss me, child, were you lonely then?








About maskednative

I live in Ireland, in an extended cottage overlooking Waterford Estuary, privvy to constant changes of light on water, colour and movement, tides and people. I am anglo-Irish and although my initial intention was to live here for a year and a day, I am still here, a blow-in to these shores for the past fifteen years. There have been countless times when I wanted to run back to England with homesickness and relief, but for one reason or another, so far, it has not been possible. I surrender, the soul of Ireland has captured me, allowed a glimpse of the world behind the mask of everyday experiences, bringing forth a mixture of words and pictures from an ordinary everyday life, filled with ordinary everydayness that I offer as a celebration, to the creator of this truly wonderful planet.
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7 Responses to Play

  1. Robyn Lee says:

    Lovely and so true — the child that resides in all our hearts… so often gets lost and stifled in the midst of all the challenges – the external forces that threaten to stifle love that is truth… your piece is a beautiful reminder – to nurture and revive that child always. The companion image is very effective here as well ~ Thank you ~ x RL


    • maskednative says:

      Thank you Robyn Lee, your comments are very much appreciated. I am re-discovering your blog and look forward to reading more, the mould of childhood wonder is a precious gift for us all.


  2. i think the child is just hiding in one of the chambers of the heart…


  3. Teri says:

    Yes Virgilio, the child is always there, waiting for us to return and have a relationship again, and there is so much to learn from each other. We can assure that everything will be alright, while child will help us return to our true heart.


  4. Geo Sans says:

    a wiggling
    garter snake
    passed my path
    we experience the wonder
    around us
    our child smiles


    • maskednative says:

      That wiggling snake tickled a smile, a good day for wonder.

      Thank you for your response to my post, your poetry is very sensual.
      I will take a look at more of your imagery


  5. ur'damage says:



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