' A Grown-Up Child Poem by Tsira Gogeshvili
' A Grown-Up Child
A poet is a grown-up child, anyhow,
He couldn’t compose, otherwise…
A poet is an adorer of queerness,
A bit - willful, a bit - precise…
“Hunting is a game of chance, ”
We’ve forgotten that well-known phrase,
And we must remember that kids
Are forbidden to play such games.
Wow beautiful. A really well thought out poem. May i invite you to read my new poem called, Bluesman.
'A POET IS A GROWN-UP CHILD, ANYHOW HE COULD'NT COMPOSE' THESE TWO LINES SPEAK A VOLUME..A LOVELY SHORT POEM INTO MY FAVS
..we had to give up our crayons..our kites..our sand pails at the beach...all of our favorite toys..but we reserved the right to play with words and created our secret vocabularies unbeknownest.right under their noses...good for us! !
Hunting is a game of chance. Story continues. Beautiful.
Apt for poemhunter too! I like d quirkiness of poets. Nice poem! Do read me too.
So true and so well stated. I like, I like! And I see a good many others agree. Read mine - A Writer's Dilemma - Adeline
Perhaps poets retain some of the innocence of children and feel free to say what they thinks M lady
'A poet is an adorer of queerness, A bit - willful, a bit - precise' RAB
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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12/10/2023 10:50:16 AM # 1.0.0.1119
may i always see with the eyes and heart of a child! great poem once again!