Friday, May 30, 2003

Backyard Poem II

I'm almost back to blogging mode;
the kids are almost gone.
But while I wait for my brain to gel
I wrote this little...um...song.



6 legs designed to stick
on surfaces we see as smooth:
on ceiling corners, walls and windows
gravity-less, insects move.

But from a petal's underside
this tiny bee-like bug has fallen.
Even petals fall, like rain,
when insects slip collecting pollen.

It doesn't hurt the bug at all
despite his petal ceiling's fall.


The original Backyard Poem is here.
I wrote it several years ago,
the first lines scavenged from a piece
now lost, written in high school.

Okay, so it doesn't rhyme.
The important thing is, I wrote it.

posted by boyhowdy | 10:56 PM |

Comments:
Not all are true. Everyone has their own way of thinking but I think they have to reconsider. I like to argue for the most accurate results.
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