A blaze of light between the leaves falls
Quickly to the ground,
And on the grass the sunlight weaves its
Patterns all around.
A luscious scene of greenery
With butterflies on wing,
Brings a sense of love to me,
As all the birds do sing.
My little feet run quickly by,
As chase the songs I do,
And then by climbing trees I try
To catch the insects too.
A happiness within my veins.
I lived in fruitful time.
Without a sense of any chains
That now I feel are mine.
A warmth beneath the Forrest trees
Reminds me of this day,
As through the leaves I hear the breeze
Of childhood, far away.
Author notes
This poem is written in iambic septameter
(de dum) x 7
A contest entry
- Rhyme and Flow part 1 Summertime - 50,000 points series by cricketjeff.
8000 points, ended May 16, 51 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Critical comments welcome
Comments
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Beautifully done! I wrote one similar.."To Childhood"..but it doesn't have the perfect meter that yours does. Great read..thanks for sharing!
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I think this is beautiful and written from the heart.
nostalgic with emotion and longing for the freedom of childhood.
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A beautiful poem remembering childhood days and one most of us can relate to.Thank you for your entry in this contest, please join us in further contests in the series, we look forward to reading more from you.
Sue and Jeff
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