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my hanging child


Author: shygirl
ASL Info:    16/f/ok
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Words: 100
Class/Type: Poetry /Childrens
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this poem was meent to show the hard times a child gose through and that even if your all right theres some one out there always in fear and helplessness i think poeple should understad the world is not always butiful.


my hanging child



little girl hanging from the tree
how do you hang there but not yet see
from the window i see you hang
i heard a small voice as it sang

Follow me and you shall see
see with eyes that can't be seen

little girl hanging from the tree
how do you hang there in an inoccent dream'
as i lie waiting for you to come by
i hear you in shadow as you cry
as a mere child with out any joy
a little girl hanging with out any toys




Submitted on 2005-11-17 15:53:20     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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  sometimes i think you're a sick little person other times a very brilliant peot either way this is just to get my recip. back up so i can post again because i'm really on a tight schedule and really really need to get this posted and see alateeta


Misty
| Posted on 2005-12-14 00:00:00 | by misty_of_moon | [ Reply to This ]
  This is an absolutely beautiful poem in a haunting way. I love how the opening stanza repeat. A nightmare/dreamscape quality to it which I had to read a couple of times. Sad/depressing. A somber mood is in the air.
| Posted on 2005-12-06 00:00:00 | by childs | [ Reply to This ]
  ...........

this to me was a very haunting poem. too haunting actually, in the way that i read it at least. it made me visualise a little girl in a dirty rag she calls a dress, bringing her arms close to her chest as if clutching an imaginary doll with forlorn-looking eyes. and she would sing with echo as if beckoning me to join her in her imaginary realm. and her voice will echo in the house I am looking at her from, even though she's out there..

haha. pardon my rant but those are the recurring images in my head.

be well! xp

Rachel
| Posted on 2005-12-05 00:00:00 | by wilted_ | [ Reply to This ]
  Seeing through your eyes into the unseeing eyes of a little girl. Children should be protected and always cherished. I feel there is some unseen meanings to this that is only for you to say.
Your write has some grammar errors as they are explained in the comments above.
For the most part this is a simple little write with simple observations. That makes it worth the read and the time to comment.
Simplicity is beauty.

Nice write

Respect and Admiration

Clyde
| Posted on 2005-12-02 00:00:00 | by Wisdom Seeker | [ Reply to This ]
  wow, very nice job using hanging as a metaphor for the pains of childhood. This is a good, original piece. its interesting to see something about early childhood, as opposed to the teen years.


~Kane~
| Posted on 2005-11-17 00:00:00 | by Kane Martyr | [ Reply to This ]


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