Twigs become ships and boys take to guttered seas
Racing inevitably towards sewer shattered dreams
Author notes
15 words on "In his hands"
Remembering the days when we used to race sticks down flooded street gutters
A contest entry
- just a quickie by Lavender Butterfly.
400 points, ended June 21, 2008, 10 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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nicely done, really like the thought into this, beautifully done
take care
stephanie


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Yes! Children's imaginations can make something out of little can't they! Very creative! The metaphor at the end makes me think of how innocence is so easily shattered and lost...


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oh gees wow powerful words here Dan...a great strong way of describing the activity


Cin

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I think "sewer's shattered dreams" could simply be "sewer shattered dreams"...the possessive form seems a tad unnecessary.
Otherwise, another write exemplifying how brevity can be your best friend...there's so much growth and imagery here.


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thats a good point!! I do like it better without being possessive just never occured to me
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Truly thought provoking... x
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awwww

sailing toward ending childhood.....so sad...
but LOVELY!
great great great
best of luck in the contest!


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