It's so hard to be a (paren)
Once the sentence gets too long,
When the words are disconnected
And the thoughts just don't belong.
Every sentence is a ladder
That's too shaky when it's loose,
Or a train with two big engines,
Twenty cars, and no caboose!
Tidy (parens) are like bookends
That keep words from falling out.
You can (whisper) to your neighbours,
Tell your secrets, or just (SHOUT!)
-
About the Author...
Peter Taylor has published Trainer, The Masons, and Aphorisms. He writes for children and adults and his poems have been published internationally in The Caterpillar Chronicles, Contemporary Verse 2, Frostwriting, The Glass Coin, nether, Open Minds, Phantom Kangaroo, Pirene’s Fountain, and StepAway Magazine. His experimental verse play on the Civil War, Antietam, won honourable mention in the 2010 War Poetry Contest in Northampton, Massachusetts. He lives in Aurora, Canada.
About Anansesem
0 comments:
Post a Comment