Wednesday, February 8, 2012

Everything I know in a poem.

By me.

Just in case you forgot how weird I am…

A dithery
A dothery
A mithery
A mothery
A Tye-dye tiddly wink.
A jab
A doodle
A kit and caboodle
A finite twiddle and a clink.
Of space and time
Of a riddle and a rhyme
Of a moment that is gone

in a blink.

I scribble on the pages
and the rhythm frowns, contagious
It becomes a work in stages
for a fool.
For a leap on a tree
is worth more than three
And a wonder of a wonder
is a jewel.


To be submitted to the worlds worst poetry collection

1 comment:

AnthonyHall said...

I love it. Thanks for sharing.