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Crayon Box Dreams

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Yellow, happy dreams gone up in argon Dancing dreams in laced clouds rained down to earth White lights which give darkness a come-on Youth's dreams, high-minded dreams what were they worth Sometimes sleep comes upon an aging body Resting in afternoon's sun-filled room Wrinkles exposed don't match the clothes shoddy Just for a rose-colored visit he said then vroom If only he could have lived up to those dreams If only he hadn't drunk the first drop His life could have been filled with rainbow streams My sun-filled room wouldn't be his last stop Crayon box dreams can become reality He passed while I made our afternoon tea

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Sotto Poet

Date: 6/15/2025 6:51:00 AM

Sara, your sonnet is really poignant. Drinking can lead to early death, hurting loved ones in the process. Congratulations on your top win.

Miranda Hawley

Date: 6/14/2025 5:11:00 PM

The last line made the poem sad. Congratulations on your win in my contest.

Sara Kendrick
Date: 6/15/2025 4:53:00 AM

Thank you, Miranda, for personally saying congratulations. Sara K

Valsa George

Date: 6/12/2025 8:53:00 PM

Excess drinking can lead one to his unanticipated death. If he had lived a more disciplined life, perhaps he could have realized his 'crayon box dreams'. A powerfully moving sonnet, dear Sara.

Sara Kendrick
Date: 6/13/2025 4:41:00 AM

Yes, Valsa, drinking can cause an early demise destroying one's family along the way. If a person adds smoking into the mix that can totally wipe out a person's health. Thanks for the kind review. Sara K

James Peranteau

Date: 6/9/2025 12:33:00 PM

my precious poet, reading you through the yearz, I feel that I know a small share uv your beautiful heart....so I feel safe to say, there will be the day where you will open your arms to fit your poppa right in close to you for the welcoming hugz, and you'll soon, soon soon after that, forget the hell and enjoy Jehovah God Almighty's promise uv "Paradise and no more sorrow"...much love Sara

Sara Kendrick
Date: 6/9/2025 4:40:00 PM

Thank you, James for the encouraging words. My biological father was not in my life because I was put up for adoption. However, this poem is not altogether about him or me. It a little mixture of poems, short stories, and books I have read over the years. Especially a poem written by Robert Frost. Sara K

Len Gasun

Date: 6/8/2025 7:53:00 AM

A superb sonnet my dear poet friend Sara. When I was in grade school learning at public school, I knew some classmates of mine who'd gone through difficult childhood like this because of their parent's vices. I was praying that they'll change. Thanks a lot for sharing this gem dear Sara. I'm sure this will score high. Good luck always. Hugs

Sara Kendrick
Date: 6/8/2025 8:47:00 AM

Yes, Len, the pain of an upbringing in a home where there is addiction or abuse is a lifelong emotional influence on the whole family. I feel for those who have gone through such trauma. Thanks for your visit. Sara K

Victor Buhagiar

Date: 6/7/2025 1:13:00 AM

An interesting and well composed sonnet. Think I saw it in some contest. If so best for a win.

Sara Kendrick
Date: 6/7/2025 3:11:00 AM

Yes, Victor, I did enter it in a contest. I don't know if it will be on the winners' list. I guess the future will hold the secret. Sara K

Anne-Lise Andresen

Date: 6/6/2025 2:00:00 PM

- "Just for a rose-colored visit" ... it didn't turn out like that at all ... a deeply sensitive poem, Sara - Best wishes in the contest :) - Have a lovely weekend :) - hugs

Sara Kendrick
Date: 6/6/2025 2:09:00 PM

Anne-Lise, no it did not turn out like that at all, but I think he knew he was going to die. Thanks for the visit and nice review. Sara K

Paula Goldsmith

Date: 6/6/2025 11:28:00 AM

Your "Crayon Box Dreams" is a powerful write. Childhood and life can be very hard. "Good Luck" if for a contest. Have a very blessed day writing away.........

Sara Kendrick
Date: 6/6/2025 1:35:00 PM

I did enter it in the contest, Paula. I don't know if it is what the sponsor of the contest wanted but the thoughts came so I wrote. Thanks for the nice comment. Sara K

Anne Winter

Date: 6/6/2025 8:49:00 AM

Dear Sara, oh this was so heavy to read, a very deeply emotional poem. “If only he hadn't drunk the first drop” brought tears in my eyes. A moving piece, very nicely penned. Best, Anne

Sara Kendrick
Date: 6/6/2025 1:34:00 PM

Anne, yes, youth sometimes don't think deeply enough to choose wisely. Thank you for the nice review of my work. Your time spent here is appreciated. Sara K

Tom Woody

Date: 6/6/2025 6:08:00 AM

Oh boy, a childhood ruined by an alcoholic father. How often this has played out in families! Still, he was being looked after to the very end. Powerful poem Sara

Sara Kendrick
Date: 6/6/2025 8:01:00 AM

Tom, I was writing this one remembering some poems or short stories by Robert Frost. I kind of mixed up all those that I remembered plus added in the addiction part. I am glad you liked it. Also, remembering my childhood when my biological father who was an alcoholic called to come home but died before his family could get there. Sara K