I remember fishing in my Grandads pond..
with a branch i ripped off of his favourite tree
Poking at the blurry movements of Orange, Yellow and Silver
The smell of Autumn filled ny nostrils along with the shortbread baking in the distance
The roughness of the branch as it was tugged from my hands
The sound of words more colourful than the movements swishing under the surface of the water
No shadows around to hide in
Nothing to save me..
Only the Ignorance and Misunderstanding of a 6 year Olds Playtime
"Bedroom now!!" are the words i understand...I heard them often enough
I felt the disapproval in the air..I struggled through it
I sat in my corner..
A ray of sunlight blinded me through the curtians blowing in the breeze
I closed my eyes & pictured perfection
The individual rainbows darting back and forth under the blanket of moist protection
A vision that couldn't be taken from me by words said with the intention to scare me
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I love the first two lines: a strong opener to the poem. Look fwd to see how it continues. Just one word needs changing- in the 9th line before the last: change it to 'disapproval'. I also really like 'I closed my eyes & pictured perfection'.
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