Howdy! This one was written on spot for a college competition. It won the runner up.
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When I turn back and glance
Across the sands of time
I see scribbled walls ,muddy uniforms
Picnic baskets and pocket money dimes.
I fling a lithe rock ,
It skips across the pond
Away from the mossy stone walk
To the yellow house beyond.
Purple kites; red ,green and yellow
Drift across the sky,
Above a field from Neverland
Wherein my memories lie.
I'd walk on words from stories
To meet unicorns dragons and fairies.
A rainbow of possibilities kissed my window sill
And I would slide down it to wherever I'd will.
I see a kaleidoscope of fun ,friends and family .
The coloured bits of paper
the definition of me .
Alas the sails of childhood have been let down .
They surge forwards with the breeze.
If only I could turn back time
And those priceless moments once more seize.
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Tautegorical Tales
PoetryEveryone goes through life feeling certain things they cannot describe but in poetry. Here are a few of my humble attempts to capture them on paper.
