It's a book that consists of many poems; some short, some long, some funny, some random. I loved every single one of them.
but my absolutefavorite one was this one:
Where the Sidewalk Ends | ||
There is a place where the sidewalk ends
And before the street begins,
And there the grass grows soft and white,
And there the sun burns crimson bright,
And there the moon-bird rests from his flight
To cool in the peppermint wind.
Let us leave this place where the smoke blows black
And the dark street winds and bends.
Past the pits where the asphalt flowers grow
We shall walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
And watch where the chalk-white arrows go
To the place where the sidewalk ends.
Yes we'll walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
And we'll go where the chalk-white arrows go,
For the children, they mark, and the children, they know
The place where the sidewalk ends.
At a young age, I didn't look beyond the cool details and the awesome wording. Now that I'm a bit older,
I think I've found the meaning behind it.
Shel Silverstein is telling his readers that there is a place better than the world we live in, and it lies in our
imagination. To get there, we must get away from a world of corruption, and settle in a state of innocence.
He is telling us that everything comes to an end, and we shouldn't live our lives letting this affect us. We should
live with minds like children, and we should aim to reach our own state of happiness and relaxation.
Or something like that...
My interpretation has inspired me to write a poem. Please allow me to speak to your heart, open your mind, and
hopefully reach your inner kid...
We're stuck in a rut of maniacal nonsense,
drifting away from our sense of perfection.
we're leaving our imagination small and rusty
while we dwell over our evil consciences.
We're living apart from childhood fantasies
and grasping a state of bitter corruption.
If we can walk away from all of this chaos,
we can embrace the heaven that awaits us all.
A child can see that it is peaceful
in the place where innocence lies.
We must learn to follow the path of our minds
leading away from the dark forces holding us back.
There, in a world of free creativity,
where our inner child overcomes us,
we will find the answers to our misery
and live among the youthful magic.
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