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 Nov 4 10, 01:53
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 Assyrian  Posts: 262 Joined: 4-February 09 Member No.: 756 Real Name: Robin DeWalt Writer of: Poetry Referred By:Winning Writer's web site  |
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A stick-figure family painted in bold primary colors is propped upon a child’s easel. Under the sanctuary of an oversized sun children run happily through green meadows with lopsided red flowers. While parents hold their quarrels Behind inflexible smiles; never allowing tears to ruin their masterpiece. ·······  ······· |
  
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Nov 11 10, 23:47
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 Ornate Oracle  Posts: 10,061 Joined: 27-August 04 From: Bariloche, Argentine Patagonia Member No.: 78 Real Name: Sylvia Evelyn Maclagan Writer of: Poetry & Prose Referred By:David Ting |
Hi Robin, Yes, this poem has an undercurrent of profound meaning. I understand that the watercolor has been painted by a child, that's why "A stick-figure family...." etc., the way small children trace people in their drawings. I agree with Snow's suggestions, no other nits. In my country, Argentina, parents are more likely to shout & scream hysterically in front of the children, tears flow & ruin masterpieces, but mostly it all ends up with hugs, kisses and the occasional bang of a door....LOL... Great piece, Syl*** QUOTE (merle @ Nov 4 10, 08:53 )  Watercolor Dream A stick-figure family painted in bold primary colors is propped upon a child’s easel. Under the sanctuary of an oversized sun children run happily through green meadows with lopsided red flowers. While parents hold their quarrels Behind inflexible smiles; never allowing tears to ruin their masterpiece. ······· ·······Mis temas favoritos
The Lord replied, my precious, precious child, I love you and I would never leave you. During your times of trial and suffering, when you see only one set of footprints, it was then that I carried you. "There is no life higher than the grasstops Or the hearts of sheep, and the wind Pours by like destiny, bending Everything in one direction." Sylvia Plath, Crossing the Water, Wuthering Heights. Nominate a poem for the InterBoard Poetry Competition by taking into careful consideration those poems you feel would best represent Mosaic Musings. For details, click into the IBPC nomination forum. Did that poem just captivate you? Nominate it for the Faery award today! If perfection of form allured your muse, propose the Crown Jewels award. For more information, click here! MM Award Winner              |
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merle Watercolor Dream Nov 4 10, 01:53 
Eisa Hi Robin
I like the underlying message in this on... Nov 4 10, 14:27 merle Hi Snow -
Thanks for stopping by. I usually just... Nov 4 10, 14:38 
Eisa QUOTE (merle @ Nov 4 10, 19:38 ) Hi Snow ... Nov 4 10, 14:42 sandiegopoet Watercolor Dream
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