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Click hereAge doesn't matter:
there's still a playground
with dangerous corners where
girls flirt their souls out then
run away, and boys
want to boss or be bossed,
run the Alley-Alley-O or
score all the goals while
the clouds darken and the air is
suddenly sharp with
Chinese Whispers and
Chinese Burns.
I am new here but have to say, I have scanned the posts in the forum and am dismayed at the way the so called moderators behave. One in particular. An egotistical C*** who it seems is in it for friends and has little concept of what good poetry is as her own poetry is unbelievably bad.
I have enjoyed your poetry. I have left comments in the past as anonymous because I did not have a membership which I have now acquired. You are one of the best poets posting.
I really liked this one but for some reason while reading it the first time rather hastily, missread the last two lines as 'Whispers behind Chinese walls and Chinese burns'
You and I must be on the same wave length I've just posted in a thread telling the boys to go and fight in their own playground!
....you submitted today this is my favourite. Some childish things never get put away.
Tess
is suddenly sharp. it's good-sharp. and as a reader i am well able to buy into the whole playground concept.