Open Poetry #37 |
Sad Song |
OwlSA Member Rara Avis
since 2005-11-07
Posts 9347Durban, South Africa |
SAD SONG 9 April 2001 I brought you home a traffic light. You didn’t notice it until it hissed and barked and meowed and grew into a toffee tree. You climbed aboard a shiny leaf and sang Oh Strawberry Jam, how did you know that I am me and that I really am? You flapped your rings and flew aday and landed on November who paints houses, garden walls and sings. Do you honestly september? The world grew big and round, the corner came a little hat. The moon up in the cry no more fell leftwards in to bat. And now you’ve heard the store your money in the sank. And why the silver arm, leg, foot got stuck in thick, thick blue. I really think I’ve lost mitts of my shrunk tin rind, p’raps left it in the rain to dry with grated orange mind. - Owl |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
makin me giggle |
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OwlSA Member Rara Avis
since 2005-11-07
Posts 9347Durban, South Africa |
Glad it did, Midnitesun. I love your little roly-on-the-floory-smiley. - Owl |
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