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Tag Archives: innocence
Poetry Day: Puddle Jumping
(When did jumping in puddle stop being fun? I used to love doing it even if my socks got wet. Then, I became an adult and accidentally stepping into a puddle can ruin my day until I get home. Is … Continue reading
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Tagged childhood, fun, growing up, innocence, poems, poet, poetry, puddle jumping, puddles, splashing, wet socks
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Poetry Day: Dreamless Child
(I came up with this poem after seeing a couple get angry at their child wanting to be an artist. They were furious and immediately crushed the concept. After that, I noticed that the child didn’t even try to use … Continue reading
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Tagged art, artist, childhood, creativity, crushing, dreaming, growing up, imagination, innocence, parents, poem, poetry, spirit, writing
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The Death of Magic
Its death is silent Gone before we can say good-bye Replaced without a thought For magic has no place In the hearts of men The time for play is done Work until the pills arrive Pop until the work is … Continue reading
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Tagged growing old, growing up, imagination, innocence, magic, poems, poet, poetry
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