HOLD MY BREATH
by
Gregory K.
On Monday at the swimming pool,
I acted like a total fool.
“Hold my breath? No way!” I cried.
Then little Joe came to my side.
“I’ll hold it for you,” Joe did say.
So I gave him my breath... and he ran away!
Now I can’t speak or sneeze or cough.
I can’t blow the fluff of a dandelion off.
I can’t call Mom or Dad or you.
There’s really nothing I can do.
So if you see Joe somewhere, somehow
Tell him I want my breath back NOW.
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Wednesday, April 19, 2006
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2 comments:
THAT is awesome. I think I just might bring your poetry to my class as an example of a 21st century poet. Do you mind?
I
like
your fib
idea as well
how many people
can I tell? Perhaps ten will do?
If so, then consider my duty complete to you!
Those are just to much fun... I just wasted about 20 minutes trying to compose three others, but I'll be nice and leave you short post. :)
Sure you can! And don't be shy about posting the Fibs. The record I've seen on the blog is 14 Fibs in one comment, so post away.
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