Ballerina With Fins


Question; - Poem by Ballerina With Fins

Life is a freak show
and we are all freaks.

Mother i listen and i'm
crying out for you to
be proud of me
but no
i am too short?
or too tall? or too insolent or too quiet for your
liking.

My lines are too unorderly
and i forget to use punctuation
but forgive me i try i make
mistakes- everyone does? or don't they

And i ask too many questions besides
too many questions cannot be
answered.


Comments about Question; by Ballerina With Fins

  • (5/12/2006 3:42:00 AM)


    It is so hard to live up to some parents unrealistic expectations, but us kids never grow up in this respect it seems BWF. Good poem, I am sure a lot will identify with, Tai a mother who just wants them to be happy chappies, and of course rich beyond their wildest dreams! lol (Report) Reply

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  • (5/12/2006 1:05:00 AM)


    Questions are formidable even to the best prepared. For the greatest fool may ask more than the wisest can answer. This is a cool poem. Loved its wording, style and everything.

    Peace.
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  • john tiong chunghoo (5/12/2006 12:09:00 AM)


    good, good, good
    and that is the traits
    of a great poet.
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Poem Submitted: Friday, May 12, 2006



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