Open Poetry #42 |
I remember |
KeyLimeSorbet Member
since 2008-03-05
Posts 74Colorado |
When i was litle, I used to piddle. Around the house, Around the trees. My mother thought i would not seize! FInally she said "No more!" And I sighed back with "what a bore~" A few years passed and my rebel stage came, trouble for spotlight or anything for fame! Luckily my friends and i grew out of that, Till high school came along with 'stabbing in the back'. Drama follwed by more and more, Untill the end came near and from them i tore! A new land i entered and changed as a person, All my friends left behind like glass beneath the curtain. Time for me to move on I am no longer little, Not quite old, but stuck somewhere in the middle. I can make it on my own, just me me me! Lets just ignore that word called responsibility! |
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Robert E. Jordan Member Rara Avis
since 2008-01-25
Posts 8541Philadelphia, Pennsylvania |
KeyLimeSorbet, This is cute. In the line: My mother thought i would not seize! Perhaps you meant “cease” instead of “seize”. Also, remember to capitalize your “I”s. As a human being, you deserve the respect of a capital letter. Bobby |
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LadyTom Member
since 2008-02-29
Posts 353LA, CA |
God poem, still have good space to grow into. Good one. enjoyed |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
this is adorable! |
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poddarku Senior Member
since 2008-01-15
Posts 589india |
li'le rhythmic piece. |
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