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Three Young Boys
Three young boys sat
in the wicker porch swing
swinging just enough
to cause a creak
in the weathered chains,
an easy summer’s night
wind teased each head of hair
while in the silence
each young mind cast a wish
upon the star that could be seen
smearing itself
upon a blackened canvas.
©Shelley Marie 2012
in the wicker porch swing
swinging just enough
to cause a creak
in the weathered chains,
an easy summer’s night
wind teased each head of hair
while in the silence
each young mind cast a wish
upon the star that could be seen
smearing itself
upon a blackened canvas.
©Shelley Marie 2012
Published 17th Mar 2013
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17th Mar 2013 7:11am
Magical poem, you brought it to life.
I enjoyed the ending:
each young mind cast a wish
upon the star that could be seen
smearing itself
upon a blackened canvas.
Powerful poem, poet.
Very well written.
I enjoyed the ending:
each young mind cast a wish
upon the star that could be seen
smearing itself
upon a blackened canvas.
Powerful poem, poet.
Very well written.
17th Mar 2013 8:59pm
Thank you Scribbler.
I'm glad you enjoyed it.
As always, I appreciate your comments :)
I'm glad you enjoyed it.
As always, I appreciate your comments :)
Anonymous
31st Mar 2013 6:59am
This was nicely written Marie!
I could see this entire scene and I especially love the blackened canvas analogy to the night sky! :)
I could see this entire scene and I especially love the blackened canvas analogy to the night sky! :)
31st Mar 2013 7:20am