wee words for wee ones
...once a week poetry treat for the young and the young at heart...
Tuesday, September 30, 2014
Can. Not. Sleep.
insomnia
nocturnal vigil
of regret
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Tuesday, September 23, 2014
Worm's Sweet Sojourn
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All I eat is dirt, dirt, dirt.
What I really want is a dessert.
I wiggle and crawl, crawl, crawl
over grass, flowers, and a wall.
To an orchard of apple trees, trees, trees.
Every crimson orb beckons me.
Climbing tree trunks is a chore, chore, chore
but not the tasty journey to each core.
Friday, September 19, 2014
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