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A Chapter by freelancejouster







climbing up, and up,

oblivious to those who

ask her why she's standing on chairs

instead of sitting in them.


ignoring those who bring you down

is almost akin to avoiding them.


and she stands there,

in her stiff white dress,

curls in rapids over shoulders,

and her plaintive eyes, as she reaches out for you.


you obligue,

taking her,

tucking her up in your arms,


for no one makes you feel so young,

so carefree, as the childlike woman

who licks your chin, simpers, and giggles,

as you hold her close to your chest,

to never lose her.








© 2011 freelancejouster

Author's Note

puerile: childishly silly and trivial

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dear, your stanzas very so much in not sure one line can be considered a stanza of its own... therefore, additions to that stanza, or combining that stanza with one of the others around it would improve the flow of the poetry. good work though dear... i enjoy your poetic definitions...

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Added on March 1, 2011
Last Updated on March 6, 2011
Tags: love, life, thoughts, like children, children, childlike, oblivious, definition




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