- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Changeling child
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Fey child
touched by the moon
corn gold tresses
flies with the birds
sings to the stars.
"Why don't they put her away
be with others like her?"
Seeing stories in her head
memories from the dawn of time
waves whisper to
come away, come away with me
castaway starfish
on the lonely beach
of life.
"Talks to herself you know
isn't right in the head"
Slipping through the rain soaked
memories on fluttering wings
changeling child
forever lost
yet here in me.
- COMMENTS
lorencinoover 15 years ago<br>Life is so sobering<br>
when we realize that perfection<br>
has no place in it.<br><br>
KOLKOREabout 16 years agoOur predatory society leaves so many children (and adults) behind. With more souls like yours we could be better people.
Angelineabout 16 years agobetween the favored changling child and the child some would judge as "damaged." I've taught severely disabled children, and I honestly believe many of the fey magical qualities you describe can be found in abundance in some of these children, if only one will slow down and listen long enough to discover them. All human souls are beautiful, and I love that you've communicated this sentiment. Well done! :-)
Anonymousabout 16 years agoI like this poem. I can say that, can't I? ;) Seriously, I enjoyed the tone, the airiness and mercurial qualities was appealing. WickedEve has some good suggestions and I believe they would make your good poem better. Thanks submitting this.
