Dance the dance steps
From when I was small
I just remembered
I didn’t dance at all
Partly sunny Cloudy outside
A terrifying terrific ride
Diminutive diminished
Left larger than Life
Cut me with a knife
Pare away the extra heft
To find just a breeze left
Light the flames
From when I was small
To find I wasn’t so hot after all
Aperitif appetite
Tongues delight
To see
What may have become of me
I see wide open spaces
In My hand
All of the aces
I love the title! so full of hope. I really enjoyed the way you dealt with the badness of childhood, understand it and then let it go, is my experience. Writing is such a wonderful way to break free. 10 from an escapee Tai, never looking back
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Some great concepts being thrown about in this poem! Most excellent!