Open Poetry #3 |
Broken Heart (hmmm, could there be a twist?) |
Echo Rhayne Senior Member
since 1999-09-17
Posts 1495Canyon Country, CA |
The little boy of only three, was crying, oh so miserably. His tousled hair swung to and fro, as racking sobs did come and go. Little eyes, once bright and blue, now so tearful were those two. His tiny face once so fair, was tearstained now beyond repair. Lips so soft, so red, so small. Quiver as big teardrops fall. Great sobs rack his tiny frame, I thought, my this is such a shame. One look at the anguish on his face, told me disaster had taken place. He cried until I did implore, "Tell me, what are you crying for?" While his large tears continued to drop, he cried, "I have lost my lollipop!" ------------------ ~*~ I write to know I am alive ~*~ [This message has been edited by Echo Rhayne (edited 10-08-1999).] |
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WhtDove Member Rara Avis
since 1999-07-22
Posts 9245Illinois |
Echo this was a great poem! I am in awe of your talent! The poor kid, though you described it really well! Great job!!!!!! |
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Systematic Decay Senior Member
since 1999-09-15
Posts 1301That place with padded walls and funny people in white......... |
Lol, how cute. I really liked the suprise ending. ------------------ "Despite all my rage, I am still just a rat in a cage." -Billy Corgan- |
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freespiritfem Junior Member
since 1999-10-07
Posts 49Cordova,Alabama,USA |
whoeeee very well indeed...so cute, liked it very much! ------------------ Paula Diane S. |
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Lost Dreamer Member Elite
since 1999-06-20
Posts 2464Somewhere near the Rainbow |
Echo, This was excellent! I was intensely into it, and when I got to the lollipop a smile reached from ear to ear. Great job, glad your here with us. |
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Denise
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
Oh, Echo, this is just too cute! And so true! ------------------ Denise |
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Echo Rhayne Senior Member
since 1999-09-17
Posts 1495Canyon Country, CA |
I work with a lot of children, and this little 3 year old boy named, Samuel, is usually this happy go lucky, always smiling, adorabe boy. One day he was crying uncontrollably, and came running up to me, and just wouldnt stop. So I asked him what was wrong and he said he lost his lollipop. So I went and got him another one, and the crying immediately stopped. It was such a little thing to be crying over, but he didn't think so, and it makes you think...we all have our own 'little' things to be crying over, or which seem to be little things to others, but we know how 'horrible' that 'little' things is to us. So like kids, we 'cry' over it, and when something is done to fix our problem, we are fine and return to being 'happy go lucky' again. Though, I know it doesn't always happen that way. Anyways, enough of my rambling, I am glad you all enjoyed the poem! ------------------ ~*~ Time erases and rewrites all the lines. What remains is the poetry! ~*~ |
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