The winds playground

The winds playground

A Poem by SamBug

I came around to thinking of the time
When life was free and fun for all of us.
Like wind blowing around the mountain climb,
All children rush across the yard in trust.
They scream and laugh and cling to things so dear
And whisper to the world of lifetime dreams;
The dreams that make the future seem so clear
Are dreams the wind could only hold it seems.
Green meadows dance and join along with glee;
The flowers in the daylight air seem bright
While singing to the childrens' melody;
And nothing changes after day is night.

I contemplate on which I want to most,
But most of all which dreams to hold so close.

© 2010 SamBug


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SamBug
I wrote this as a school assignment for my AP lit class. Tell me what you think. :):)

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What a beautiful innocent poem that shows the child and his/her dreams when in that stage of life and have so much hopes.

Wishing and hoping in becoming a better future for them and for everyone around. Lovely poem.

Posted 13 Years Ago


You have create a amazing poem. A poem with a positive feel and hope in the words.
"Green meadows dance and join along with glee;
The flowers in the daylight air seem bright
While singing to the childrens' melody;
And nothing changes after day is night."
Thank you for the outstanding poem.
Coyote

Posted 13 Years Ago


I think it's lovely and perfect.. :) xx

Posted 13 Years Ago


nice, good job! some really strong lines that capture the attention. don't quite get the second to last line, think i might be reading it wrong, 'i contemplate on which I want to most' did you mean 'which I want the most'? But great stuff!
Jaff

Posted 14 Years Ago


Nice, there is so much innocents in this piece which is great, the realities and harsness of life can sometimes turn words ugly. Keep the innocents in your writing.

Posted 14 Years Ago


i liked the imagery in this... Its a nice poem :)

Posted 14 Years Ago


This is a nice, wistful reflection on how things used to be. Or how they should be.

Good write.

Posted 14 Years Ago


A great poem that spoke to me and brought me back to when I was an innocent little girl who believed in anything and everything. I loved the imagery, particulary the line, "and whisper to the world of lifetime dreams;" beautiful! xxx

Sianna xx


Posted 14 Years Ago


Nice. I think it would read a bit smoother by simply breaking it into fours, but then that is just my fancy. The wording /rhyming is good...effortless. I like it.

Posted 14 Years Ago


I think you did a great job with this too, i've only read 2 poems by you and i'm like yay!! lol

Posted 14 Years Ago



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