Childhood days
running through sunbeams
to catch dandelion seeds
that twitched noses and
sparked a sneeze.
Midsummer dreams
and misconstrued acts
pushed behind easy memories
of carefree holidays
when well-kept hands
clasped ephemeral friendship,
warding off cords of remembrance
for love disregarded.
When the seeds of memory scatter
nothing remains but thin air.
A contest entry
- Picture Inspiration #8 by Laura Lamarca.
600 points, ended August 21, 2007, 9 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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Hi Mum. A lovely write. Poignant. Good imagery, flow and tone. Heartfelt. Good descriptives. You paint a picture of your memories that touches the heart. Well penned and much enjoyed.
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a beautiful poem
hopefully those seeds will grow once again out of thin air...beauty will once again thrive...
for you girl...
Mal
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Hi, lovely poem,all the best in Laura's contest. aml Di
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aww this is so sweet and cute...yet slightly sad...but still I love it! Good Luck!
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well this is such a very well written poem,cute to say the least,allergies can be the worst, thanks for sharing..SH...
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