Jim Boone

Rookie - 53 Points (March 24,1937 / McKinney, Texas)

Autobiography #88 - Poem by Jim Boone

The underachiever woke up on the wrong
Side of life, or so he supposed with a
Perceived unawareness and a limited view.

Why else would one with such potential
Arrive packaged like this, in a place with
No future, in the middle of nowhere, put
To tests with no score or prize.

Over the campus and through the army
To New York and Houston he did go
Getting laid instead of laying plans;
Wrapped in gratification; a spirited soul
Looking for a mate, a seeker without a
Recognizable find.

Always ready, but never prepared.
Fit as a middle-man, with the innate ability
To find a hot and caring prospect, cover
His tail, and run. Where's the future in that?

Underachiever: Worker-bee extraordinaire
With leadership potential and no desire to boss.

Six here and ten there, no meaningful tenure,
No retirement package with comfort to share.
A traveler with awareness that living is what
It's all about, unsure of the process.

Blest beyond reason, with a sweet charity
Inclination and a poets soul. (Rhyme it!)

Ashes to ashes and knees to knees; come on
Peace and fulfillment before I blink or sneeze!

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Comments about Autobiography #88 by Jim Boone

  • Gold Star - 5,642 Points John Richter (1/14/2015 7:21:00 AM)

    'Perceived unawareness and limited view' - exactly the devils to cause such a miserable life. I think you have a very well defined perception yourself. At least in my view I see the younger generation so lacking in long term aspirations, wasting away life in fleeting moments. On the other hand, as an artist, I agree that living is indeed what it's all about. What is our work if not fleeting - mere words upon crumbling leaves. The difference I think is gusto - an inner drive to just do it. Very intuitive poem, and thoughts that I fear not truly realized by many until it is too late for a comfortable retirement. (Report) Reply

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  • Gold Star - 5,897 Points Kenneth Maswabi (1/14/2015 12:34:00 AM)

    it is great.i love it.thanks. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, September 20, 2010

Poem Edited: Wednesday, December 14, 2011

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