Music plays drifting through the night air
laughter sounds full of innocence and silly words
In the eye of the mind a little brown eyed girl twirls
Spinning round and round with a fire in her eyes
Thoughts race through words in imaginary games
dragons and pirates and treasure is the flavor of smiles
Sunlight glints of a fragile four year old too young to be hurt
Dizzy with the addiction of movement she starts to fall to the grass
Crayons paint the night with cupcakes and hand drawn trains
Little gifts of life sprinkling around blonde curls and giggling bodies
Smell of living redwood and childhood at its best are the scents of brown hair
Memories of flying on rain wet metal swings and hiding in the branches of trees
Heavy weight of a silly five year old fills my arms and keeps me balanced
Sticky fingers holding tight to mine as loving whispers of gifted secrets touch my ears
Light falling from between branches stained a four year old;s head with memories
Getting up again a brown eyed girl spins and twirls faster than her dizziness- innocent
A contest entry
- Skinny Dipping by Danna Hobart.
375 points, ended September 21, 2008, 14 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - For the child within by isabellacohen.
385 points, ended September 29, 2008, 10 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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lovely imagery
I loved reading and wondering about your poem.
You have some wonderful images here.
Thanks for submitting your work,
Best wishes,
Isabella -
Thanks for entering.
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I really enjoyed this poem,you have some really beautiful imagery in there.Especially like "..as loving whispers of gifted secrets touch my ears"
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