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 second offering for Victoria at dVerse. A quadrille using the word poem.
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.
P.S. I was picturing Carol Seaver from the title.
Love how you personalize this…hopscotch..cries with anguish..
I could see it. Nice composition, Björn.
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 🙂
Shall we compare her? I think not. She is beautiful in her own busted knees and ponytails.
Yeah! Poem personified in such a perfect way. And isn’t it just like that!
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!
Growing up to be a sonnet made me laugh. I never grew up that much!
I like the idea of a poem dreaming to be sung.
Ah, one can feel the growing pains, but the aspiration is there to be a sonnet some day. May it be so…
The innocence of yesteryear, time goes by so fast. 🙂
Ah, like that little nod to Shakespeare at the end. We can’t all be sonnets, however…I love this. Cute, clever, quirky, knowing.
Growing up to be a sonnet made me smile ☺️ Such a wonderful personification Bjorn! ☺️
Yes, “a summer’s day….”
I love this one. Lighthearted and witty, made me smile
You’re such a magic wordsmith!
…. and she is already beautiful.
Your little quadrille dreaming of becoming a sonnet made me want to skip – it also reminded me of the Ugly Duckling 😉