Moon light twinkling High
Boys with tap on the toes
Dance on their own
Swinging monkeys Jumping from branches
As these boys sway from side to side
Only music I hear
Is the Giggle of their spirited spear.
Mapping their own destiny
From one place to the other
Jumping and leaping
Juggling and sweeping
Night turns day
Still their fun does spray
all around the Garden of shapes
With molding and muddling
In the life allotted space
nice....fun verbs...lots of action and energy....i def like the use of spray....all the energy def makes me think of boys...
ReplyDeleteyou have captured the energy of the dance with the verbs you use..."Still their fun does spray all around the Garden of shapes..." is a very nice line
ReplyDeleteI enjoyed the tone and energy of your poem, Lasha! I like the idea of boys "Mapping their own destiny" through giggles and dancing.
ReplyDeleteJumping and leaping
ReplyDeleteJuggling and sweeping....i like...oh that sounds like lots of fun...love the playfulness
Love the action and movement in this piece, I can totally picture this.
ReplyDeleteDancing in the night.. almost like a rock-song...hmm..love the energy.
ReplyDeleteBoys with tap on their toes.. definitely has that feel to it. I like the joy and the motion of it.
ReplyDeleteIf I wanted to copy my favorite image here, it would be the whole poem. I didn't grow up with boys or have any of my own, but you share the experience with me. Fun!
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