Tucked away
In my dark room
Huddled by an outlet
Leaning over my
Gangly, criss-crossed, eight-year old legs
Tiny pegs
Neon colors
Pop
and GLOW
Electronic hypnosis
Calm and quiet
In a riot of color
Slowly warped
Too many times
Left on
Camped beside
My rainbow campfire
Slowly dimimished
Too many pegs became
G.I. Joe missles
and Barbie drinks
Miss this escape
Into a techni-colored
Dream
I LOVED Lite Brite too! Your poem brought back a flood of pleasant memories...thank you. My favorite image is: "rainbow campfire."
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Electronic hypnosis
ReplyDeleteCalm and quiet
In a riot of color
is my favorite stanza--powerful word choice--I like the tension of opposites here.
I also chuckled at the multiple uses for those little Lite Brite pegs. Thanks for the memory!