Monday, February 12, 2007

hmm i think not

i think no in rhyme
of saffron, currents, and mime
no thyme or time too

snow will not fall here
the sheep, the deer, antelope
understand no specifics

was to with scope the
last of these to all ensure
that closure in my rhyme

farewell to thee i
know not who you be the small
one needs a feeding

2 comments:

Epiphany Alone said...

The small one hollers
eating zwieback in big hunks,
"Mo' mama," says she.

karen said...

I want ice-cream cake
I ate all my dinner and
Daddy said I could!