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Zeigeist
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0 posted 02-06-2010 08:16 PM       View Profile for Zeigeist   Email Zeigeist   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to Submit your Poem to Passions  View IP for Zeigeist

Crayon

When I was four,
I loved my mother,
I loved my father
and everyone in my family.
I had many friends and the world
was a wonderous place to live.

When I was five,
my mother took me to school
and I fell asleep.

They said I must learn to
keep my colors inside the lines,
must learn not to laugh out loud.
after I had been told to be quiet.
They said I needed to be molded
by the flawed hands of authority.

When I was fourteen,
more hands were laid on me.
I was taught to not speak out
against what I thought was wrong.
I was given letters that graded me
and notes to my parents about who
I could like and love.

When I was eighteen,
The firm hands of
the military grabbed me.
They said I must fight against people
that they said were evil.
They taught me to hate and kill
with no cause of my own,
people I did not know.

When I was twenty four,
I was taught that I must work
and that toiling was my duty in life.
I was told that the work I did and
the money I made is what defined me
to the world and would gage my worth.

When I was thirty five,
I became angry and sick within my sleep.
I hated my dream.
I hated my life and all that were there in it.
I was sick and they gave me apathy drugs
to make me fall even deeper asleep.

When I was 40,
an angel came to me
and grabbed me by my face.
She kissed my forehead and said
"It's time for you to wake up Tim"

Now I am 50,
I love my mother and father.
I love my family and friends
and when i choose to color
with my crayon, I go
where ever it takes me.

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ThisDiamond
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1 posted 02-06-2010 08:55 PM       View Profile for ThisDiamond   Email ThisDiamond   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit ThisDiamond's Home Page   View IP for ThisDiamond

This is quite eloquent and stayed with me long after the first couple of readings.
Really good.
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2 posted 02-06-2010 09:11 PM       View Profile for Mysteria   Email Mysteria   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Mysteria

Good for you!  I have always colored outside the lines.   Great retrospective piece.
Zeigeist
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3 posted 02-08-2010 07:43 PM       View Profile for Zeigeist   Email Zeigeist   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Zeigeist

Thanks for your wonderful replies.

Zeitgeist

Marchmadness
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4 posted 02-11-2010 02:18 AM       View Profile for Marchmadness   Email Marchmadness   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Marchmadness

Much food for thought here, Zeigeist.
                               Ida
viking_metal
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5 posted 02-12-2010 03:35 AM       View Profile for viking_metal   Email viking_metal   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for viking_metal



There are no lines.


Fall in love early, fall in love often.

Honeybee
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6 posted 03-15-2010 01:40 AM       View Profile for Honeybee   Email Honeybee   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Honeybee

This is exquisite and powerful......I've already ready many poems of yours (some I've replied to) and you truly do have talent!  I'll now add you to the list amongst my favourite poets here
Billie Cullimore
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7 posted 03-15-2010 01:54 AM       View Profile for Billie Cullimore   Email Billie Cullimore   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Billie Cullimore

If we always stay within the lines we don't have freedom to express ourselves.

"Am for the moon, if you fail you will land among the stars."

Billie C.
Earl Brinkman
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8 posted 08-11-2010 09:40 PM       View Profile for Earl Brinkman   Email Earl Brinkman   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Earl Brinkman

As a child I was always encouraged to color outside the lines.  I guess I have been lucky and would encourage others to do the same as well.
katahdin
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9 posted 08-11-2010 11:56 PM       View Profile for katahdin   Email katahdin   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for katahdin

Life and how we all struggle to find our own way. Powerful read.
Kat >^..^<
Angel4aKing
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10 posted 08-12-2010 12:42 AM       View Profile for Angel4aKing   Email Angel4aKing   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Angel4aKing

Harold and the Purple Crayon comes to mind when I read this we should all learn to use our own crayons to create our worlds or society will create it for us with their own crayons and they don't always color in the lines!!!! In my next fourty years I am going to use a yellow crayon for sunshine and happiness!!! Take Care and good luck in your next fifty years!!!

~~~kingsangel~~~
latearrival
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11 posted 08-12-2010 12:49 AM       View Profile for latearrival   Email latearrival   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for latearrival

HA HA, I love it. My daughter used to draw little  faces in the o's  and even I resented that she was scolded  for that in school. latearrival
serenity blaze
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12 posted 01-31-2011 11:25 PM       View Profile for serenity blaze   Email serenity blaze   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for serenity blaze

Enjoyed the read.
 
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