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Child
shadow of a maple
falling
down
high
tower
puddles
laughing
at
rain
wind
unexisting
watch
existing
creatures
passing
by
water
turned
into
blood
knitting
needles
stuck
in
my mind
thoughts
can't
go through
wonderful
bird
by the puddle
asked me
for
love
I couldn’t
help
didn’t have
money
falling
down
high
tower
puddles
laughing
at
rain
wind
unexisting
watch
existing
creatures
passing
by
water
turned
into
blood
knitting
needles
stuck
in
my mind
thoughts
can't
go through
wonderful
bird
by the puddle
asked me
for
love
I couldn’t
help
didn’t have
money
Published 18th Dec 2009
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18th Dec 2009 7:57pm
I love the intensity and speed of this poem...to reach an intimate place with a bird(soul messenger)towards the end of this journey was beautiful! thanks for sharing Natalya
18th Dec 2009 10:10pm
I like the needle in the head and thoughts cant go through very thought provoking .I like it .
26th Dec 2009 6:23pm
but great! as was mentioned above, I really enjoy the rapidity of this poem. It made me think of a little kid who hated staying in the house, so he would go into the woods and try to escape. Good job :)
