Look me in the Eyes -
For I am a blank slate,
Waiting for your words;
Speak to my tender soul,
And enlighten me of my worth.
Looking to you I believe –
That truth must flow freely;
Making you all powerful,
To a loving, trusting child,
Prepared to be good or bad.
Make me worthless now –
Flowing words of disdain,
Cutting deeply into my heart.
Would you not see the scars?
A bad child grows into pain.
Or build me up with love –
Speaking with gentle kindness;
Guiding me into self-awareness.
Would you do that for me?
A good child grows into beauty.
In a list
A contest entry
- Brothers and Sisters... AP Family one and All by Poetryistherapy.
770 points, ended September 25, 2008, 9 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Contest for free verse poems... PW of Sept'08 allowed by Manoj Sanyal.
370 points, ended September 15, 2008, 24 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Hits hard with truth! by Shades of Pale.
600 points, ended October 19, 2008, 15 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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you can mold a child into anything. I think if we mold them in love we will create a wonderful society. Children really are our most presious comanity.
The Positives:
amazing lesson I loved this poem
Room For Improvement:
Nothing I can see you did wonderful
My Favorite Part:
Make me worthless now –
Flowing words of disdain,
Cutting deeply into my heart.
Would you not see the scars?
A bad child grows into pain.
I really loved this part here
Overall:
I give this an 8/10 you did great. I hope to see you in my future contests thanks so much for entering.
~*~Apathetic Poison~*~
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wowy!
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thanks fer enterin'
thatz a real good poem -
Hm a very touching and heartfelt poem. Beautiful indeed! Well done! Thanks for entering and good luck!
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This is a wonderful poem and well deserves the trophy and many more in my opinion. Great job
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Adults (and parents in particular) have power they often discount, or fail to apply in loving ways to nurture budding minds and characters. Some individuals seem more to be blank slates than others. All have strengths and struggles. I agree, one encouraged to recognize their worth and supported in their capacity to grow and work and succeed is likely the sooner to recognize beauty in others, life, and themselves.
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nice poem...
Best wishes and good luck,
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As I read your poem it kept bringing me back to a poem I had written earlier, though mine was a metaphor for a lost soul finding hope only to lose it again.
http://allpoetry.com/poem/813946
I provided the link in case you were curious. well back to your poem..
I love the line.. A good child grows into beauty. At least a loved and cared for child is likely to.
As adults we only have our pasts to fall back on as to how to deal with life. If it was a bad childhood...Well, That child will have lots of trouble as an adult. Unfortunately I learned that the hard way.
I liked your poem and wish you best in the contest.
Den
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Thank you so much for your beautiful entry.... I think you would make a fantastic mother.... or crazy aunt...
I'll let you know once I decide!!!
Thank you for following my rules, and for entering my contest! I look forward to your next entry! -
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Thanks so much! Good luck in your hunt for an AP family! :-)
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