Old Toy

Old Toy

A Poem by Red Brick Keshner

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as a child once to a favoured toy
countless hours of pristine joy
but specifications of "growed up" ploy
memories of past pleasures now destroy

 


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© 2009 Red Brick Keshner


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woah. there seems to be a lot in this; much more than meets the eye, you might say. literally. i feel like if this were an art piece, it would be huge, and when you got close, every letter would be made up of smaller words. feelings, thoughts...something that told the rest of the story. is that weird? maybe. but i like what you have here. bravo.

Posted 15 Years Ago



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Red Brick Keshner
Red Brick Keshner

Brisbane, West Moreton, Australia



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My life is one poetic journey. If I am not reading or writing poetry, I simply live it. To me the experience of poetry should be such - to breathe it, create it, and receive it from poems and lives th.. more..

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