Growing pains

This poem still wears braces
   has scraped knees
wears its hair in ponytails,
it skips and
smiles at rosebuds,
cries in anguish.

This poem dreams of
growing up to be a sonnet, be famous,
to be sung from rooftops
like     a summer’s day.

A young scholar by Jean-Honore Fragonard

A second offering for Victoria at dVerse. A quadrille using the word poem.

19 responses to “Growing pains

  1. Oh my gosh, you are so creative! What a fantastic opening line: “This poem still wears braces” … That really made me smile. 🙂 … As did this: “has scraped knees / wears its hair in ponytails” … so much fun. Oh, and I love how you set “like” apart … since kids/pre-teens do say that a lot.

  2. how youthful and blushing these sweet dreams – filled with scrapes and falls, yet the energy to rise – still ….. and become what?? something more …. tangible in breath!

    great effort Björn 🙂

  3. I have seen this little girl… in fact three four of them…my granddaughters! All beautiful and dreaming of being Sonnets and sung from the roof tops!! Beautiful!

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