Unruly minor
3 February 2016
Winter’s main treasures
Granted to baby spring’s care
She melted all flakes
We wistful watched her
The celebrated cherub
Our eyes a heartache
Capital the crime
The juvenile detention
Only way for babe
I named her law year
Freshman a youth unvarnished
Chief of her defense
She was but infant
I depicted Dickens’ tales
Leading jury cried
Unruly minor
She suffered major mood swings
From tulips to skies
Guilty the kid charged
Was the dominant sentence
Juries hate the brat
My brilliant defense
Depicting the cub’s sorrow
Stood not her offense
The imp merely grinned
Beckoned to future offspring
She was a star child
Far from innocent
Principal appeal now lost
She mooned the judges
Reading of the poem:
Written for Ronovan writes Haiku challenge using Star, Child and their synonyms
Pingback and Rules here
Singing in the rain – Judy Garland
Laugh? I thought I’d split my sides – Judy Garland
Be a clown – Judy Garland and Gene Kelly
I was a spirited child myself––sorry mom! Adorable pictures. What an adorable child––those eyes! Loved the poetry. 😀
Thank you Vashti. We always have to watch out when we are a spirited child because chances are one of our own offspring will teach us how our mother felt 😀 . I love the images too and am thankful to their creators who put them out there.
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Oh my! I smiled broadly reading these lines. Being a goody goody girl myself, I surely do hope my kids will keep following on my steps 😀 😀
Well I hope and think they would. As for me, I was quite unruly myself in some ways. In the 80s before it was the trend and because I had no money to buy canvas I would paint on my clothes, mainly jeans and get into trouble with mom and the school because I mainly painted nudes 😀
Thankfully my two first children are sweethearts but my last takes after me; he is a brat and has a problem with authority in general like I used to. He questions everything to the ground and if you can’t convince him you’re in for a hard time making him do something. Like me though he has a soft heart so if you ask from the sentimental side he will need no convincing 😀
😀 😀 Like mother like son then 😀
Am afraid so ah ah ah 😉
😀 😀
I do not think it’s so easy to make a beautiful poem based on only 2 words. But you can do it, Geetha 🙂 I liked the poem.
Thank you Monica 🙂
This so lovely.. i can totally relate having kids my own
Thanks. I am sure when you have kids you can relate as a mom. I got inspiration from my last child to write this piece. He is quite naughty 😀
A good read. Children can be so adorable.
Very true. Thanks Andrew
I loved hearing this reading of your poem.
Thank you so much 🙂
This is awesome…why do I get the feeling that there is a little bit of youthful Geetha hidden in these lines?
Thanks, quite true. I was a naughty girl 😀
You are welcome 🙂
I love it! Cheeky / spirited children are adorable…as long as you can have a break from them once in a while 😊
Thank you and I totally agree. My eldest is quiet, my daughter high spirited and my youngest is mischief incarnated 🙂
I love your readings!! (and the poems, obviously)
Greetings from Oviedo, Asturias, Spain
José Yebra
Thank you so much José. I don’t know your region well but I hope to visit in the near future. I only know barcelone. Many greetings to you too from Dubai that we call affectionately Do buy 😀
Do buy, that is a funny nickname for the country, and very adjusted to reality itself.
You ara always welcome here. It is a very colourful and lively region, and we are a very friendly community.
Great, I look forward to the trip and maybe we could even meet someday 🙂
Yes the name fits like a glove
Excellent! We’ll be in contact, then…