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The Bucket
Contributed by
poet_in_waiting
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Friday, 30th June 2006 @ 08:51:23 AM in AEST
Topic:
ChildrensPoetry
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The bucket
The bucket sits empty
in the back yard
Alone on the grass,
it seems like mere clutter.
You descend the stairs of the patio
into this play world and
the bucket becomes so much more.
“I need water daddy,
I need water mommy”
Now full and transformed
from bucket to puddle, pool, pot, ocean …
quarts stones from the garden
splash… they are fish that swim,
potatoes you cook,
friends diving off the edge
All your toys surround you
bought to inspire and entertain you,
flashing toys, colourful toys, expensive toys,
but this simple bucket
and a handful of rocks
are you seem to need
Chill in the air, sun setting,
bath and bottle beckon.
Bucket tipped over
empty again, waits patiently
until tomorrow
to be transformed again
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2006-06-30 08:51:23] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: The Bucket
(User Rating: 1 ) by Former_Member on
Friday, 30th June 2006 @ 08:22:53 PM AEST (User
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Sean this is wonderful a great poem filled with delicate delight, innocent and airy. Keep up the good work.
Ben |
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Re: The Bucket
(User Rating: 1 ) by JGB on
Monday, 3rd July 2006 @ 01:08:59 PM AEST (User
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This is so true. Good poem thanks for sharing it. |
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