Prizes

Prizes

A Poem by Beth
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A little free verse drivel I did last year about the feeling of inadequacy

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In Year Four I coloured a leprechaun in felt tip pen
Put it in a prize draw and won a football.
In Year Five I won a little sulphur stickman
For having the best yellow outfit on a charity Rainbow Day.
Today, in Year Eleven, I watched classmates win trophies 
And realized the only things I'd ever won
Were footballs and stickmen
Treasures for a loser.

© 2016 Beth


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Beth
It's British spelling, so if you're American just ignore it

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Who cares I say. In the long run, I'll bet you turn out better than any of them.

Just watch that last line. It almost sounds like you're saying the trophies are the only things you've ever won.

Today, in Year Eleven, I watched classmates win trophies
and realized the only things I'd ever won
were footballs and sulphur stickmen.


Posted 8 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Gray

8 Years Ago

Hmm I wonder about that last line. It might be too pessimistic sounding.
Beth

8 Years Ago

it's a pretty pessimistic poem i hate to say
Gray

8 Years Ago

Okay, if you prefer that. Hope more review it.



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Aww - I relate to this in quite a different way but know the feelings of inadequacy - I think you should cherish the little stickman (give him the football to throw around) :)

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Who cares I say. In the long run, I'll bet you turn out better than any of them.

Just watch that last line. It almost sounds like you're saying the trophies are the only things you've ever won.

Today, in Year Eleven, I watched classmates win trophies
and realized the only things I'd ever won
were footballs and sulphur stickmen.


Posted 8 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Gray

8 Years Ago

Hmm I wonder about that last line. It might be too pessimistic sounding.
Beth

8 Years Ago

it's a pretty pessimistic poem i hate to say
Gray

8 Years Ago

Okay, if you prefer that. Hope more review it.
You always do a really good job of conveying emotions. Your writing is really a treat to read.

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Added on June 13, 2016
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Tags: free verse, childhood, sadness

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Beth
Beth

Sunderland, Tyne And Wear, United Kingdom



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Hi, my name is Beth. I'm a 17-year-old aspiring author with my first novel currently in the works. When I suffer writer's block with that, I write short stories. I write for both teen and mature audie.. more..

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