Friday 25 February 2011

Child

One day I drew

a picture of myself

- childlike and true -

and put a big circle

round the wee boy

I had craftily created:


a boundary, an area

so mum and dad can’t enter

because they want to change me

from stick man into fat boy

or make me much more handsome

by rubbing out (or hangman).


I used an HB pencil;

it’s a fine line.

2 comments:

  1. Love the deadpan expression in the final lines

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  2. Thanks for making me smile, I love the last 2 lines of this poem!

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