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Alicat
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0 posted 02-12-2002 01:11 PM       View Profile for Alicat   Email Alicat   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to Submit your Poem to Passions  View IP for Alicat

In Kindergarden, as I recall,
Much effort did I give
When asked to draw the house
Where my family and I lived.

I lived in a trailer
With particleboard floor
(Long, narrow and squat)
More years than I cared for.

But I always drew, without fail,
A box house with one floor,
Corkscrew smoke from chimney,
Two windows, centered door.

The house was red, the grass was green,
The sky a brilliant blue.
Singular flowers by lollipop tree;
Round red apples it grew.

Two things are for certain
As I see what I left behind:
The truth we find outside our heads,
And the truth in a child's mind.


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intelligent, but the one most responsive to change.”  Charles Darwin


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1 posted 02-12-2002 02:47 PM       View Profile for Temptress   Email Temptress   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Temptress

This is delightful. I wonder about all the ways we used to draw our houses (where we placed our doors, windows, what we drew on the outside, etc) might have said about us and our personalities as children.

I love this, Alice.... ..err..Kitten
You always speak the truth in that most perfect way.

For all who watch.Dare you say hello? Come in and ask the questions that are on your mind, but spare me your judgement until you truly sipped of me.

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2 posted 02-12-2002 07:10 PM       View Profile for Poet deVine   Email Poet deVine   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Poet deVine

Ah...you know I never thought about it but this is the kind of house I drew also..though we lived in a green two story house, no chimney...amazing that I never really thought about it til now. I love this!! A good slice of life poem!
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3 posted 02-12-2002 09:43 PM       View Profile for doreen peri   Email doreen peri   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for doreen peri

beautiful writing.... superbly executed...

this last stanza, especially, touched my heart....

quote:
Two things are for certain
As I see what I left behind:
The truth we find outside our heads,
And the truth in a child's mind.

Alicat
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4 posted 02-24-2002 08:41 PM       View Profile for Alicat   Email Alicat   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Alicat

Thank you ladies for taking the time to read and reply. I've had thoughts about how we come, as children, to 'know' that grass is green, skies are blue, trees are lollipops, and smoke always comes from chimneys at that age. Something to think about, at least...



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