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playing.with.crayons Member
since 2006-01-02
Posts 362Neverland 
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And the air is safe again! Breathe, children, breathe before the black menoxide creeps back in before hands grow too slippery to Slide and feet tremble so Before what was becomes what is and the green trees die again. No need for safety straps today. Just look at little Bethany, flying through the air and not a swing beneath her! Curls of fairy floss firmly embedded in knotted tresses of auburn and laughter left four feet behind every wind stretched smile. And little Jimmy Jones well the suspenders say it all as he spins... and spins... notice how his feet never touch the ground? Wind blurs the edges of just-washed hair and unwashed hands and smiles become circular. and Look at all the children playing with sand between their toes There are no tears in this sand box, because Today Every castle survives and their little flags wink in the breeze. The Sun sets, and friendly trees have evil brothers, whose dark and quivering shadow arms reach out to Grab You! Gentle breeze becomes Howling Wind Friendly sand stings eyes and ears and mouth and nose and no one claps their hands this time. Just look at all those men, with their watching eyes and wanting hands lurking in the shadows, waiting till the dark declares the playground theirs Again. |
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gypsyheartx Member
since 2006-02-09
Posts 104Istanbul-Turkey/U.S.-Maryland |
"Just look at all those men, with their watching eyes and wanting hands lurking in the shadows, waiting till the dark declares the playground theirs Again." I love these lines... and your style of writing. Very nicely done  ~Hugs~Miranda |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
I found your choice of names for your playground children intriguing-- Bethany--house of bread? Jimmy Jones? --too much has been said about him already, but not if you ask him  but? the suspenders says it all, too.clever, I thought, and every bit as captivating as the real deal and you left me longing for lost innocence well done |
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playing.with.crayons Member
since 2006-01-02
Posts 362Neverland |
miranda - I seem to rememeber your screen name being about a lot a while back. Been lurking about in other forums? thanks for your reply. serenity blaze - was your reply cryptic or am I just especially slow today? nonetheless a reply is a reply and I liked yours. hey it included clever and intriguing and captivating. those are all good things right? much love Cheye xx farewell the ash-tray girl |
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The Lady Member Rara Avis
since 2005-12-26
Posts 7634The Southwest |
extraordinary work Cheye "Just look at little Bethany, flying through the air and not a swing beneath her! Curls of fairy floss firmly embedded in knotted tresses of auburn and laughter left four feet behind every wind stretched smile." I admire your style... |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Your playground delighted me and frightened me...with imagery unique and thought provoking. |
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playing.with.crayons Member
since 2006-01-02
Posts 362Neverland |
The lady - such praise may inflate my head. Thank you so much for reading. ~cheye xx |
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playing.with.crayons Member
since 2006-01-02
Posts 362Neverland |
Martie: the point of poetry is to make someone feel is it not? I'm so glad I've done that this time. Thanks so much for reading and responding ~cheye xx |
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