Early Poetry

I just recycled about 25+ pounds worth of stuff I wrote, made or whatever between age 2 and 13. I’ve kept a stack, maybe about 1/2 of a storage box worth. The boxes I went through also had my baby book, wacky stuff.

Anyway, found a few poems I wanted to share.

((written grade 3))
On Halloween Night
A witch swept a cloud
Into Mr. Moon’s eye
Blink went the moon
Black went the sky
Then down on a post
A pumpkin head bright
Shining brightly
on Halloween night.

((written grade 3 or 4 based on handwriting style))
Loud, hissing thunder
Then the rain came beating down
A rainbow rejoyce

((same period))
Down in the rain cloud
A mournful storm is groaning
With beutiful lights

So yeah, ok, so my spelling wasn’t perfect, still isn’t 🙂
I wasn’t a bad little baby poet.
Hell, I think that stuff is a lot better than some of the goth shit I wrote in high school.
I’m actually really inspired by some of the paintings I did when I was under the age of 6, I want to pull on some of their wild impressionism (before my formal art classes really went into figurative gear) for the piece I’m working on.

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Lee Harrington

Lee Harrington is an internationally known sexuality, relationships, and personal authenticity educator. Having taught in all 50 states and in 6 countries, he brings a combination of playful engagement and thoughtful academic dialogue to a broad audience. An award-winning author and editor on gender, sexual, and sacred experience, his books include “Traversing Gender: Understanding Transgender Journeys,” and "Sacred Kink: The Eightfold Paths of BDSM and Beyond," among many other titles. He has been blogging online since 1998, and been teaching worldwide since 2001. Welcome to his world, and your chance to expand your mind and heart alike.

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