20 Something

By Kevin Patrick Kenealy

The 20s is a strange age to be in the early 21st century. While it's very liberating to be young and have this feeling of independence, there is this conflict that we have to age fast and many of us are still fighting for that independence - many of us don't have enough money to stand on our own two feet like the generation before us. It's a transition age that's between the "best years of your life" (high school) and the entry into adulthood. So this addresses what it's like for me to grow up in this time period and go through these experiences.

• Language: English
• Publisher: AuthorHouse
• Release date: Jul 23, 2010
• ISBN: 9781491804919

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© 2010 Kevin Patrick Kenealy. All rights reserved.

No part of this book may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted by any means without the written permission of the author.

First published by AuthorHouse 7/16/2010

 ISBN: 978-1-4520-2683-1 (sc)

978-1-4918-0491-9 (e)

 Library of Congress Control Number: 2010909608

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Contents

Poetry Is…

Lost Poetry

And I Feel…

1,000  

[The Hawk Rides Ever So Majestically Within Me]

Burn Down The Beat Kitchen  

The Car Ride

Cold Weather Is The Ugly Duckling Of Society  

Reconnecting With The Glitters Of The Sunlight

[The Romantic Train Station Of Early Night]

[There’s A Million Pieces Of Glass On The Road]

[The Sky Is Burning Red Sun]

[I Swim With The Sky]

Transportation

Memory Lane Moped Ride

Long Journey

Diving Head First

Looking Back To Go Forward

Social Issues

Goodbye Gung Ho  

When Do You Turn 21?

Homeless, Sweet Homeless

Plastic Barbie Dolls

No Signal

Twas The Night That Santa Claus Shot A Girl  

Two Ways Of Seeing

Christ Is Born In Me!

The Little Boy And His Chinese Dragon

A Crossing Of Paths

The Green Lawn

Listen To The Flowers

Into The Shadows Of The Sunlight

Disabled

Daydreamer

Choices

Where Did I Miss Where The Sin Ask For Forgiveness?

General Grant And General Lee

Car Lot Turned Parking Lot

Fast Food Nation

Love

In The Quietness Of The Shadows

Me, She And The Universe

She, I, We

In The Heat Of The Night

Zephyr

Awake The Monster Of Love

I Looking At You, You Looking At Me

Poem 1027

Would You Still Love Me?

Poem 1035

Helped Me Sing My Song

Nexus

Peace And Love

Our Venture To Mars

Walking Down The Beat Street

Earth

Circle Of Life

America Blowin’ In The Wind

Sunrise, Sunset

The Midnight Sound

Mother Nature’s Son

Annual Perennial

[Colors Swim In The Universe]

I Buried A Dead Bird

Poem 833

[Imagine This]

Memory Lane In Downtown Chucktown

Rainbows Are Walking In The Distance

Fish Eyes

She Danced In The Darkness,

I Laughed For All To See

Ecstasy

Earth, Wind, Water

Rain On March 13

From The Glass The Flowers Grow

Off-Beat

Getting Hungry

Dirty Banana Peel

Dear Abby: From The Gingerbread Man

In 60…

Poem 803

Characteristica

At The Doctors

Wheels Are Stuck!

My Grandpa’s Glasses

Celebrities

Poem 72

Colors Of The Sea

No Photo

Strange Kingdom

Come On Over

We Got A Nerdy Kind Of Love

Big Shoes To Fill

Leftovers

Stormy June, Change Your Tune

Living Life

My Old Room  

[I See My House]

Nothing But Photographic Memory Left

Carmencita

What Dreams Are You Having Rip Van Winkle?

Perception

Short Ideas

I Stepped Into The Speed Of Light

Emajanation Street

90 Percent Mental

Alternate Rea Lity

Poem 409

Snowed In

Poem 859

Heads Of Lettuce

Jesus, Our Dear Jesus

I Walk With Him

Standing Out From Above The Rest

Questions And Answers

The Masqued Tragedy

Poem Without A Name

The Grades Don’t Necessarily Reflect The Minds

On The Date Of May 7, 2009

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My definition of 20-something: transition age that’s between the

best years of your life (high school) and the entry into adulthood

This book goes out to all the 20-somethings out there, to those

who remember what that age is like and to those wondering what it will be like.

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Poetry is…

poetry is my freeeeeeeeeeeeedom

there is no tomorrow

there is now, now, now, now, now

poetry is how I interpret the world

I see the world in moving images

and piece those images to get her

I write for me

if a million people said I can't write

I would still write

part of my writing is real,

part of it fiction

most of my writing is feeling,

but I can't help my thoughts

there is poetry everywhere

standing in line at the DMV

on a creek, playing chess

is today the day I’m going to die?

life in itself is poetic

the ability to write this to you

I don't believe in following standards

I think rhyme schemes are cool

but I’d rather have something I can feel

than something that is technical

poetry says, Hello world, how are you today?

and listen to it as well

Lost Poetry

Much of this poetry has to do with me finding my way. Much of this was written after graduating from Eastern Illinois University with a bachelors’ in Journalism. I decided my last semester there that I wanted to teach, but wasn’t sure in what avenue. I first thought grad school was the ticket so I went to work for a while to try to save some money up, and after trying to apply to