Open Poetry #40 |
OH CHILD, OH CHILD |
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since 2006-04-29
Posts 359 |
OH CHILD, OH CHILD oh child, oh child, you stumble toward me like the drunken uncle who staggered through my childhood and from your excited mouth come mumbling echoes of my mother’s nursing home bed you reach my outstretched hands and in your smile I see the miniature tombstone of your solitary tooth oh child, oh child, throw your arms around my neck, there is much for you to teach me, and much I would forget MORE POEMS, PHOTOPOEMS, AND AUDIO VERSIONS AT http://anthonyarmstrong.multiply.com |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
Yes, we could all learn so much from children but the forgetting is easier because it requires change. Really liked the thinking behind this poem. |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
"oh child, oh child, throw your arms around my neck, there is much for you to teach me, and much I would forget" Wonderful words here m'friend. Much enjoyed this piece. ~ Time has cast a spell on you, |
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steavenr Member Elite
since 2003-11-17
Posts 4058 |
bittersweet but sincerely heart-tugging write...nice write |
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