silly

Poem (by me): Just a Memo:

I have finished
the last windmill cookie
that was left
in the box

and which
you were probably
saving
for some reason

You're welcome
it was stale
and should
have been eaten yesterday
Indexing:

Posts from This Journal by “poetry” Tag

  • Poem: Annunciation

    Salvation to all that will is nigh; That All, which always is all everywhere, Which cannot sin, and yet all sins must bear, Which cannot die, yet…

  • Poem: Mary and Gabriel

    Young Mary, loitering once her garden way, Felt a warm splendour grow in the April day, As wine that blushes water through. And soon, Out of the gold…

  • Poem: Song of the Mad Prince

    Who said, “Peacock Pie”? The old King to the sparrow: Who said, “Crops are ripe”? Rust to the harrow: Who said, “Where…