EARTH -- an epic micro-poem
1.
this morning
i walked around
in the forest
and climbed rocks.
my hands were in my pockets
and i was breathing steam.
2.
i looked out
over the mountains.
i dangled my legs
and laid down.
3.
when i woke up
i came down
and ate a biscuit.
4.
there was a troll
and his was mouth was gaping.
he was a trash can
and you were supposed to
put trash in his mouth.
i put my biscuit in his mouth.
5.
the park was open
to the public.
i found a dead possum
floating in the pond.
i squatted on the shore
and poked him with a stick.
when i finished
i put my hands
back in my pockets.
6.
i walked back to summer's house.
she was baking bread.
i ate another biscuit.
the park was okay.
7.
'i would like to live in a treehouse
and i would have book shelves
and a wooden bed.'
8.
'i would like to wake up
in the morning
with the sea lions barking.'
9.
'everything would be okay
because i would know
that i am living in a treehouse.
things would not be so bad i think.'
10.
i said goodbye to summer
and walked back to my house.
i climbed onto my bed
and fell asleep with
my legs dangling.
this morning
i walked around
in the forest
and climbed rocks.
my hands were in my pockets
and i was breathing steam.
2.
i looked out
over the mountains.
i dangled my legs
and laid down.
3.
when i woke up
i came down
and ate a biscuit.
4.
there was a troll
and his was mouth was gaping.
he was a trash can
and you were supposed to
put trash in his mouth.
i put my biscuit in his mouth.
5.
the park was open
to the public.
i found a dead possum
floating in the pond.
i squatted on the shore
and poked him with a stick.
when i finished
i put my hands
back in my pockets.
6.
i walked back to summer's house.
she was baking bread.
i ate another biscuit.
the park was okay.
7.
'i would like to live in a treehouse
and i would have book shelves
and a wooden bed.'
8.
'i would like to wake up
in the morning
with the sea lions barking.'
9.
'everything would be okay
because i would know
that i am living in a treehouse.
things would not be so bad i think.'
10.
i said goodbye to summer
and walked back to my house.
i climbed onto my bed
and fell asleep with
my legs dangling.
Labels: poems
3 Comments:
i like number five. it is my favorite part.
I that feel something is very true about this.
this is great, i like it a lot
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