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It didn’t occur to them

That his sleep should be private

They gathered around his cradle, cooing

When he was five

He was already older

Their glances on his skin

 Hardening like a bark

 

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Noetic-fret!

Sat 5th Jun 2010 17:42

Yes Olga, I really like this poem. I have to agree with Ann though, it does have a sinister edge to it. I think that is how you wanted the poem to be interpreted. Nice work.

stay well

Michael

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Sat 5th Jun 2010 11:41

thanx 4 reading it, Alison... the third...maybe - balanced, maybe - me :-)

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Alison Smiles

Sat 5th Jun 2010 11:20

Thought provoking, made me kind of wonder what a third sibling would have been like!

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Ann Foxglove

Sat 5th Jun 2010 09:54

I like this Olga. It is so well observed, in a slightly sinister way, to me anyway.
"When he was five

He was already older

Their glances on his skin

Hardening like a bark"

is very good and original.
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