Beginning all over Lets try and erase This indelible graffiti Of myriad moods For once lets chalk Our steps back To the days we toyed around And never remembered Anything beyond the Soft strokes of touch
I like this. The reference to illusion and chalk makes me think of how children start with chalk on the pavement as an act of creativity that can become graffiti, an act of defiance. Chalk is soft, temporary. Paint, harsh and permanent.
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Wow, beautiful poem!
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The soft strokes of touch what a sweet remebrance. Beautiful poem
Simply lovely
very very lovely, touching too.
Beautiful.
Love how you distill this down to the bone - the important.
Beautiful. Beautiful.
a very beautiful poem :)
Toys vs. Heart
very well written...amazing!
"let's chalk our steps back" "the soft strokes of touch" Such imagery--lovely
Oh, wow. Wow, really. I transported myself back to my 16th year. Thank you for that.
How profoundly written. Thanks for sharing!
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I like this. The reference to illusion and chalk makes me think of how children start with chalk on the pavement as an act of creativity that can become graffiti, an act of defiance. Chalk is soft, temporary. Paint, harsh and permanent.
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