The crow by my house
no longer sings.
All she does is
ring, Ring, RING!
She built her nest
close to my home,
then she swallowed
my cell phone.I was working on a list of animals and strange things they could say, stutter, muffle or eat and this poem fell into my lap. I originally wrote "bird" but in an attempt to be more specific (so more details would come to the reader's mind) I started thinking about one syllable birds and had dove, wren, crow to pick from.
Can you make your own list of animals and pair them up with strange things they might eat--your dirty socks, grandma's false teeth, a flash light, a trumpet? Now use that for the start of your own poem. Oh, I like this exercise. I'm having fun with it. I hope you do too. Post your poems in the comments below if you'd like to share them.
The Rooster's Excuse
ReplyDeleteThe rooster by my house
no longer crows.
His head bobs,nods,
while he does doze.
Fix him a cup of joe
He stayed up late
hippin' and a hoppin'
with his blind date.
Linda Andersen
Both your poem and LInda's are fun!!
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