Saturday, April 18, 2009

Poetry month -- Day 22 -- sort of

My poem for the day was an Alexandrine -- twelve syllables per line and usually a rhyming scheme.


Today we found and brought home another kitten.
She is in this box with eyeholes. She can see you.
Listen, Buster. She sweetly sings. She wants a friend.
Stop hissing at the box. We know you’re lonely, too.

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