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Kindergarden

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brian madden
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0 posted 05-27-2000 06:50 AM       View Profile for brian madden   Email brian madden   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to Submit your Poem to Passions  View IP for brian madden

Cradling youth in my trolley cage,
I crawled in among the bags
and boxes with my new play thing.
I sat absorbing drama in the aisles,
with exhibits of food displayed for sedation.
I resolved the boredom of breakfast cereal
with another cheap plastic toy
wrapped to stop me from choking.
All the lampposts blurred into memory,
in this suburbia nothing seemed real.

At night I clung to them, my toys,
as defence against the nightmares.
I sold them into unaware prostitution,
satisfying my darkest desires.
They covered me with cold water kisses
while I teethed in adolescence.
I swore my soul to silence,
pretending false virtue and purity.
They were wide-eyed and dead,
loyal without whispers of mutiny.

Finally I placed them to rest, locked away
existing only as prisoners of my mind.
In the confines of my Kindergarden
I shed baby skin, as every breath
draws me closer to stillness.
The apple of youth is given to decay,
with the frozen touch of adult reality.
My Lego cocoon crumbles in age,  
time strips away, evolving a new essence of me.  
My childhood burns in the ashes of yesterday.




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"Isn't it enough to see that a garden is beautiful without having to believe that there are fairies at the bottom of it too? "
Douglas Adams.

"Here chewing your tail is joy"

Richey Edwards

"Take nothing but pictures. Leave nothing but footprints. Kill nothing but time".

Baltimore Grotto

"Do not listen to a word I say
Just listen to what I can keep silent"

Nicky Wire

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Lost Dreamer
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1 posted 05-27-2000 09:02 AM       View Profile for Lost Dreamer   Email Lost Dreamer   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Lost Dreamer

Wow, this poem is fabulous, your images are grand. What an evolution you created here, I love it great job!  
Poet deVine
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2 posted 05-27-2000 09:12 AM       View Profile for Poet deVine   Email Poet deVine   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Poet deVine

Excellent poem!!! I think you should submit this to a contest or a magazine..  
Kit McCallum
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3 posted 05-27-2000 09:21 AM       View Profile for Kit McCallum   Email Kit McCallum   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Kit McCallum

"The apple of youth is given to decay,
with the frozen touch of adult reality."

Incredible imagery Brian!  This was fantasic ... enjoyed it tremendously!

Best wishes,
/Kit
Nan
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4 posted 05-27-2000 10:57 AM       View Profile for Nan   Email Nan   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Nan's Home Page   View IP for Nan

This is excellent, brian... interestingly enough - I've been working on one that does just the opposite - regresses us from adulthood back to childhood.... hehe... stay tuned...

You've got some wonderful lines here... I can't even pick what I like best.. perhaps "teething in adolescence"... Good read, my friend...
brian madden
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Lost dreamer - thank you for your lovely reply, glad you enjoyed the poem.

Poet deVine, thank you for your suggestion and your wonderful comment, I might give it a try.

Kit- I think I managed to squeeze most of my favourite images into the poem,
but I think that line is also one of my favourites,
just because of the whole Eden reference and the fact that we have an orchard at home.
Glad you enjoyed the poem, thank you for your kind words.

Nan, I look forward to reading your poem on regressing to childhood.
I miss the innocence of childhood but I would never like to return to being a child,
if only I could freeze frame my life at this point…sigh.  
thank you for your wonderful reply








 ------------------------
"Isn't it enough to see that a garden is beautiful without having to believe that there are fairies at the bottom of it too? "
Douglas Adams.

"Here chewing your tail is joy"

Richey Edwards

"Take nothing but pictures. Leave nothing but footprints. Kill nothing but time".

Baltimore Grotto

"Do not listen to a word I say
Just listen to what I can keep silent"

Nicky Wire

Sudhir Iyer
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6 posted 05-28-2000 05:29 AM       View Profile for Sudhir Iyer   Email Sudhir Iyer   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Sudhir Iyer

Brian,
this is brilliant, I bow humbled by your might muse.... a grand portrayal of images.

I felt the 3rd stanza is the most exquisite..
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Finally I placed them to rest, locked away
existing only as prisoners of my mind.
In the confines of my Kindergarden
I shed baby skin, as every breath
draws me closer to stillness.
The apple of youth is given to decay,
with the frozen touch of adult reality.
My Lego cocoon crumbles in age,  
time strips away, evolving a new essence of me.  
My childhood burns in the ashes of yesterday.
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Regards, Sudhir.



 Life is like a painting,
That in an art gallery is left hanging,
Though many come just to look at it,
A very few actually come to enjoy it.
Lorraine Nisbet
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7 posted 05-28-2000 08:59 AM       View Profile for Lorraine Nisbet   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Lorraine Nisbet


brian,

Great imagery.  I really enjoyed this poem.  Great job!

~Lorraine

 
A great poet is nothing more....than a discovered amateur

Janet Marie
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8 posted 05-28-2000 12:56 PM       View Profile for Janet Marie   Email Janet Marie   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Janet Marie

They covered me with cold water kisses
while I teethed in adolescence.
I swore my soul to silence,
pretending false virtue and purity.
They were wide-eyed and dead,
loyal without whispers of mutiny.

Finally I placed them to rest, locked away
existing only as prisoners of my mind.
In the confines of my Kindergarden
I shed baby skin, as every breath
draws me closer to stillness.
The apple of youth is given to decay,
with the frozen touch of adult reality.
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damn..you went deep for this one...
see this is what Im always talking about...
the way your mind works...
you see and analyze things in such a way that you take it to a higher level of writing ...
very cool poem Bri, very
SpitFire
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9 posted 05-28-2000 03:44 PM       View Profile for SpitFire   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for SpitFire

~You my friend,...amaze me.   This here is excellent writing.  Gosh, you know...

The apple of youth is given to decay,
with the frozen touch of adult reality.
My Lego cocoon crumbles in age,  
time strips away, evolving a new essence of me.  
My childhood burns in the ashes of yesterday.

*Brian,...you've hit this right on.  Much talent.  Wonderful read. *Peace.

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10 posted 05-28-2000 07:38 PM       View Profile for Marge Tindal   Email Marge Tindal   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Marge Tindal's Home Page   View IP for Marge Tindal

BrianM~
I found this to be deeply-stirring from the inkwell of your soul.

'I sat absorbing drama in the aisles,
with exhibits of food displayed for sedation.'

'The apple of youth is given to decay,
with the frozen touch of adult reality.'

Very well done, my poet friend.
~*Marge*~




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Elizabeth Santos
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11 posted 05-28-2000 09:40 PM       View Profile for Elizabeth Santos   Email Elizabeth Santos   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Elizabeth Santos

Bravo for this one! Excellent
Liz
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WOW,great imagery here Brian..Incredible work.  

The apple of youth is given to decay,
with the frozen touch of adult reality......especially loved this!

 Je t'aime plus qu'hier et moins que demain."
I love you more than yesterday and less than tomorrow
(unkown)


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13 posted 05-29-2000 12:47 AM       View Profile for bsquirrel   Email bsquirrel   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for bsquirrel

Brian,
If melancholy and wisdom were a stew, I'd ask for seconds! Love yr words.

Mike
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The apple of youth is given to decay,
    with the frozen touch of adult reality.
*********

Amazing, Brian, made a wonderful read !!

shilpi
brian madden
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Sudhir WOW.. thank you for your wonderful reply, it means a lot to me. I like the word exquisite a lot.  .

Lorraine, thanks for your kind words and for reading the poem, glad you enjoyed it.

Janet, wow what a comment, thanks. A higher level of writing...I don't know about that. I think this whole site is a higher level of writing. Just glad to be part of that.

SpitFire, thank you…wow. Your comment means a lot.  Amaze…well I do try and the feeling is mutual.

Marge thank you, I am glad that you found the poem deeply stirring thank you for reading and for your kind words. I loved your weeping willow poem.

Elizabeth, thank you for your kind words and for reading the poem.

Dark angel thank you for comment
and for reading the poem…I love that image too. I have a small obsession
with the whole apple of Eden thing, and we have an apple orchard as well.

Sorry Mike, you can only have one helping after all desert is on its way. Thank you for your lovely comment.
Only kidding you are welcome to as much stew as you want.

Shilpi thank you for reading the poem, your comment and I am glad that you enjoyed it.


Thank you all for your beautiful words.




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"Isn't it enough to see that a garden is beautiful without having to believe that there are fairies at the bottom of it too? "
Douglas Adams.

"Here chewing your tail is joy"

Richey Edwards

"Take nothing but pictures. Leave nothing but footprints. Kill nothing but time".

Baltimore Grotto

"Do not listen to a word I say
Just listen to what I can keep silent"

Nicky Wire

Martie
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Wow!  This is wonderful writing, Brian...really enjoyed reading it!  
Marina
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17 posted 05-29-2000 08:35 PM       View Profile for Marina   Email Marina   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Marina

Brian, true talent you have my friend!  Wonderful poem.

Marina
 
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