Jumping Castle
A two year-old child
Giggles as he jumps
Bouncing in a castle
Of red, yellow, blueHe thinks he can fly
His feet are jets
Thrusting him upward
Soaring through the skyHe anticipates nothing
But the next jump
No frets or worries
No hates or tearsThe essence of life
Is life in that castle
Finding our way home
To our forgotten kingdom
I love the subtle rhymes here Will. I think the poem ends after the third stanza. The last stanza tells us something the rest of the poem has already said.
thom
September 19th, 2007
Thanks for the input, Thom.
Interesting take on the last stanza. I’ll experiment with that.
Will
September 20th, 2007