d’Verse Poets Pub – Poetics: Kafka for Kids –
“I do not see the world at all; I invent it.” from The Diaries of Franz Kafka, 1910-1923
Under Covers
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I do not see the world at all
Behind my eyes so tightly closed
But I can feel a summer breeze
And smell the perfume of a rose
I hear the lovely symphony
Of birds and cows and bugs and such
The sloppy kisses of my dog
Tell me he loves me very much
Here in the darkness of my room
Beneath the covers where I sit
The world becomes what I may choose
When I imagine and invent it
You seemed to not have much trouble reverting to the mind of a kid! Well done.
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A perfect dialogue for a kid’s book; I can imagine the illustrations. An introverted child would fine themselves in the tale.
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I like the invention of the world under covers.
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Thanks!
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A beautiful world created by you for a child ❤
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Perfect rhythm and rhyme, Candy, in a gentle little poem that says so much.
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Thanks, Kim
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A lovely and sweet message for children (But flip the last line: “when I invent and imagine it” to work better with the meter?)
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You capture the magical world of after-lights-out to a T:)
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I imagine the magic of imagination that only an author has… love it.
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