Kid Parties

Written for:  Poetic Bloomings2 – Prompt #250 – “We Are A Wild Party”
“So, in the most simplest of terms, write a “Party” poem. You may be celebrating a holiday or an anniversary. You could be writing of a “party of one” or recalling a “party line.” Or we can fete another day that we had made it through.”

When politicians have parties, are all parties invited? ~ Sara McNulty

Remember kid parties? Artful
coned hats with strings, grape
and orange soda, potato chips,
and pretzels. There were games
of musical chairs, pin the tail
on the donkey. Monkey noises–
mostly boys, whispering in groups–
mostly girls. One kid always cried
and wanted to leave. Presents
to open, and you’d better look
pleased. Main course was 
a big round cake, candles dripping
before you could blow them out.
We made wishes, and could not tell
anyone what they were. Remember
kid parties? Remember what
you wished for?

About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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2 Responses to Kid Parties

  1. Kathleen Kittleman says:

    Were we ever that young and innocent?


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