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kids
hank

sunlight dappled kids
 1
speed downhill trailed
 2
by dust
 3
and by flopping ears and rolling
 4
pebbles with that distinctive
 5
odor of musk that is so
 6
heavy
 7
that it also
 8
bounces along the dirt track
 9
sometimes catching the kids
 10
and getting ahead of them so
 11
that you don't know if
 12
they're coming or going
 13

11 Apr 05

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i like kids.
 — noodleman

yeah, kids are alright
 — hank

wait a minute. what do you mean? actually, don't answer that.
 — hank

ok, needleman. go ahead. talk about the kids.
 — hank

the door is open
 — hank

i dunno. i like kids.
 — noodleman

livinglies is going to get jealous
 — hank

You could be my daddy, noodleman.
 — jusmat

this is good in the way that i have nothing to add -succinct and well-written
 — guelah

ummm very deep lol no  i liked it good work and want is up with the guy that likes kids what  dose he mean by that ????
-lAsTlIe
 — unknown

i loved peter very much when i was a little girl. i wanted to be his friend and run with him in the mountains just like heidi did. this reminds me of that. it's a little sad when your only experience of something is from the television. but i can console myself that we did get to chase cows from the garden with a wide teacloth on occassion.

you made the scene come alive with deft and economic splashes of sight, touch and smell. rare to see someone write with every sense.

kaleidazcope.
 — unknown

thanks kal. very nice critique (glad it went in my favor on this one). pc misses you when your gone.
 — hank

Noodleman really likes kids. He reminds me of the guy in the black car with tinted windows and sunnies on.

I envy how you can describe things so simply and vividly without cluttering them up with junk. Your titles are..er..sometimes lazy though. :)
-wendz
 — unknown

no. thank you. i hadn't thought of peter and heidi for a long time.

kaleidazcope.
 — unknown

yeah wendz, been thinking about that. but i like to leave a lot open in a title, try to let it sing instead of state. after my last post it was nice to get back to one little word.
 — hank

I love the smell of kiddie musk in the morning. Smells like victory. I mean Vicks Mentholyptus.

The answer? I think they're coming. Bumpy road, puberty. Was that a trick question?
 — ollylama

Kids are that way....
 — unknown

yeh, olly's here!
 — hank

is that similar to the bus giving you a hardon?
 — hank

a goat named woody.
 — hank

dude, you get off on busses? i can see how the tailpipes are pretty useful but you can burn your thingie.
 — ollylama

I MEANT I LIKE KIDS.
 — noodleman

GODDAM PERVERTS.
 — noodleman

everyones writing about kids these days.  notice?  look at the newest.
 — unknown

kids r us
 — unknown

Simple and pretty. I raised three myself. Are the flopping ears on a dog? Great poem!
 — wamblicante

wamblicante, are you serious? and you have this as one of your favorites? whew.
 — hank

i'm glad you like the poem but...unless you're a farmer...
 — hank

I also have 3 kids! My son smells like this poem.:-) And I want to grab this poem and squeeze it.
 — smugzy

you've got to be kidding.
 — hank

Omit line 8, please! Would make the peice so much stronger.
Enjoyed!
 — WordsAndMe

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