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Barefoot Girls
by Wayne Thomas (Age: 58)
copyright 06-27-2004


Age Rating: 10 to 127

 
Pale blood-hued leaves
hang from rough-barked sugar trees.

Barefoot girls in torn blue jeans
sit crosslegged on the cold grass,
heads in books,
toes slowly turning crimson.

Loud talking boys play
a quick game of kickball,
laughing and shouting.
Some of the girls wave and smile.

The boys play kickball.


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03-21-2005 David Pekrul    

This reminds me of the time I was in college and the guys would play football, while the girls watched. They would play hard to impress the girls, so the girls would like them. I didn't like playing football, but I sure did like the girls, so while the guys were doing their thing, I would sit and flirt with the girls. I know I was having a lot more fun than the guys.

Thanks for the memories,
David Pekrul
01-19-2005 Anthony Lane Stahlhut    

In the older version it goes,

Loud talking men watching
playoff football game,
laughing and shouting.
wives are leaving for the mall

men watch football!

I like your poem just as it is. Thanks, Anthony
07-03-2004 Mary -BrytEyz- Ball    

I paused a moment at the words of the poem as my mind gently reminisced. But when I read the comments... my mind came to a screaching halt! I remember the times you write of, before boys realized there were girls and when baseball was more important, when some girls realized there were boys... but some were just noticing. I thought this was a time in everyone's life just before puberty destroyed their priorities. After reading the comments, I wonder if some people were ever children. How sad if they missed one of the happiest times of their life.
04-18-2004 Jessica M.    

this is good! i like it! ^__^ i have no clue what it means, but i like it! lol
04-15-2004 Stefanie Mendoza    

Books? Kickball?? What's that??? Sorry... heh.... in this generation girls are far too busy with make-up and oogling over boys in magazines and boys are too busy with impressing the girls and trying to prove who's manlier... lol.... I wish we could go back to the times you write about! *sigh* oh well....... just kinda makes ya wonder what's next....

~Steffie~
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