What are you? I heard them say.
I am a twist
Though the lynx may play
In Neptune’s garden
With a jade mystery
The lilacs will stay
With an awful beauty
A tunnel to the outskirts
Filled with dragonflies
An arguing headache
With a colorless zero
Or a color blind fire
Sleepwalking down the skyscraper
And striding through the Autumn
A crusade
On the horizon
In a negative universe
My sire on the asteroid
With a holy funk
Like a clown in paradise
A flame to the thief
Echoing quicksand
And a clout of fire
A siren is calling
A downhill struggle
It must be gone
In the ruins
A dandelion plays
By Richard, age 17
paisley
an artist.. a true star.. this was mind boggling.. encourage him to write… he has a gift….
Tumblewords
Gifted.
pauline
“the lilacs will stay with such awful beauty” – such a telling line!
Holly Mac
This is truly amazing. I agree with paisley…he has a gift.
gautami
All your kids are gifted.
...deb
I was taken with the tag “self-portrait”…perhaps this could be titled, after all.
The language of self-portrait would engage even more (hard as that is to believe!)