Thursday, May 30, 2013

Peaceable Kingdom

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Here in my fort
of cushions and chairs
draped with blankets,
I am Queen of all I see -
from one end of the living room
to the other.

In this kingdom
everyone is happy;
and no one fights
or leaves 
or divorces.

Here I sleep with arms flung wide,
safe in a memory.


This is for Mama Zen's Words Count at IGwRT.  Click on the link and check it out.

25 comments:

  1. That second stanza brought tears to my eyes. This is so real and true. Great writing.

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    1. Awww...I'm glad and sorry Mama Zen. Thank you so much, and thanks also for the prompt.

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  2. Such a kingdom it would sure be nice to live in

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  3. From four to sixty-four, those blanket forts make everything better!

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  4. no one fight, leaves of divorces....there is some sadness in that...that a child has to create their own last bastion....we used to make those forts too...smiles.

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  5. Oh, goosebumps...achingly beautiful and emotive, Mary.

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  6. I remember making forts like that with my brother. I don't remember whether we fought over them, but I do know we had never heard of divorce.
    What bliss, childhood.
    K

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  7. Yes, the sadness at the heart of childhood--that it can't last, that innocence is eroded, and all our forts were blankets..but at the time, they were all we needed and more. Lovely lyric quality to this, Mary.

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  8. You captured such a poignant memory of feeling safe.

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  9. Sweet..reminds me of my childhood..we used to build forts..sad the child feeling insecure and needs to escape to a safe place.

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  10. There were so many places that weren't safe in my childhood. So thankful you have this sweet place to retreat to.

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    1. Aww...I feel for you Susie (hug). Thanks for your comment.

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  11. I really love this escape to the world of imagination.. it brought back my childhood games, before TVs and computers when we had to entertain ourselves.

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    1. Thanks Kerry...yes, a rainy afternoon meant all kinds of imaginary adventures.

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  12. Sad in a way; happy in another way. . . The yin and yang of it is clever.

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