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Backyard


Muffled bootsteps force holes
Into pure spotless powder on the lawn
Failed snow fort attempts
Crumbled like fake friendships
Smell of cold, under a vast gray sky
Monotone clouds
Over a monotone neighbourhood

Two hamsters
And a cat die
Alone
Dad feeds the Spring garden with them
Between the rose and the tulip
They decompose
In dank dirt
Alone
I don't care, just pets
My sister cries

Home is alone
Far from “friends” I know
Summer heat,
The stench of flowers
The cacophony of birds
Beauty is ugly
When alone

Auburn leaves make a sound
Hitting the emerald grass
If it's quiet enough
Squirrels have no reason to squeak
Without other squirrels
Frozen dirt crunches
Under feet
Smell of wet foliage
Soccer is easy
Me: 15, Fence: 0
Laying in the leaves

Author notes

One must keep in mind that this is not a description of my childhood. It is based on it, but I had a very good and un-lonely childhood.

Written for a University Creative Writing class.

EDIT: I changed a few things. Got rid of the city names, too specific. Added to the title, not sure if the progression of seasons was evident. "Innocent coloured" changed to "pure spotless". Hope it's all for the better.

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  • FloridaGatorQueen silver member
    November 2, 2008

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    This is a beautifully written poem. It is crazy what comes to mind to write about and it does not even have to happen to us. I really liked the theme. I enjoyed the read!!! Thank you for entering my contest


  • JamesLinde
    October 30, 2008
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    okay ill fb u about this cuz i like it and i have lots to say. =) I'll just say good write up here.


  • thesefadingstars.
    October 30, 2008

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    I like the ending."Soccer is easy Me: 15, Fence: 0" I really like that bit.
    and this bit:

    "Failed snow fort attempts
    Crumbled like fake friendships"

    That bit is my fav. Great write