Wednesday, October 10, 2012

Slip-Ups

She’s been thinking about things
that don’t need thinking
about. She’s been climbing tree
houses in her mind, slipping
down one rung at a time, slipping
down into limbs that couldn’t
hold her, slipping down into ground
even colder, slipping down
she falls even harder. Trees
hide the better views, the way
she wants life to be. Climbing, she slips
back into comfort of swayed thinking
about things that don’t need thinking
about.

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I wrote this using Robert Lee Brewer's prompt at Poetic Asides. Fun! Thanks, Robert.

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10 comments:

  1. Veronica RothOctober 10, 2012 at 2:54 PM

    Linda, that's a beautiful poem. Read this to Chloe, she said, "so true". There you go...20yr old's wisdom. Beautifully done. Wish I had more time to write poems. I've used Robert's prompts a time or two; should try for more. :)

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    1. Linda G. HattonOctober 11, 2012 at 9:47 AM

      Hi Veronica, What a very nice compliment. Thank you.
      Your blog is so poetic. I have a feeling you're a natural.

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  2. AnonymousOctober 10, 2012 at 2:57 PM

    Oh! I absolutely love this, Linda.
    This is my favorite:

    "She’s been climbing tree
    houses in her mind, slipping
    down one rung at a time, slipping
    down into limbs that couldn’t
    hold her"

    Also amazing internal rhyme. Fantastic.
    Can I have a Linda Hat?
    ;)

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    1. Linda G. HattonOctober 11, 2012 at 9:50 AM

      LOL ... thank you for making me giggle again and for the nice compliment. That really was a fun prompt!
      My husband has always described our last name as having a "Hat on." And since my grandmother was a milliner, I can relate to it in that way, too. This nickname is really growing on me.
      :-D

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  3. Lara BrittOctober 10, 2012 at 6:29 PM

    I keep thinking I'm not a poet...as I keep discovering old poems. I've been resisting PA...resistance is starting to slip...

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  4. AnonymousOctober 10, 2012 at 7:09 PM

    Really good poem, Linda. She's been thinking about things that don't need thinking about. Been there, done that. As she falls the lines get better and better.

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    1. Linda G. HattonOctober 11, 2012 at 9:51 AM

      Thanks so much, Sabra! (It seems many of us have been there.)
      xo

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  5. Lara SchiffbauerOctober 10, 2012 at 8:57 PM

    I really like how you use "hold her" "colder" "harder." The almost rhymes make a great impact to the lesson of the poem. And I might have been sliding off that treehouse a time or two in my life! Great, great job!

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    1. Linda G. HattonOctober 11, 2012 at 9:54 AM

      Thank you so much, Lara! I love how you related the words to the theme. :-)

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