in sunshine
all my precious diamonds
turn to stones
but I am happy
.
Author notes
It takes little to make children happy.
Picture prompt: http://oki-oki.deviantart.com/art/imaginary-friends-84873128
In a list
A contest entry
- 13 words by Aussie Gypsy.
450 points, ended October 8, 2008, 41 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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This is just amazing, I love the beauty and hope this piece holds, it is the sort of thing I was hoping people would see. best to you in the contest
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It is the realisation and ..of course the changes are obvious while realising the materials of life..well said ..I love this wonderful poetry...
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In poetry
my heavy wingless body
learns to fly
and I am happy
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Your poem tickles me with the half-memory of a story about rubies - but this is better. Children make playthings of everything, toys are an industry for adults. You take me back to early memories, when I played with leaves in the yard. Where is the picture from?
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Well done...and so true...children are so happy with the smallest things, to bad we do not keep that insight as we grow older...lovely write and meaning...
best to you, sis
mystic
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So right you are.
Love
Juls
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This is great! I mean it. I loved the words you have chosen to pin here. Thank you for sharing. Good luck in the contest my friend. ~~Iridessa~~
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Always amazed =|
You win, hands down.
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