No. 172 “All the Animals I Could Be” – 24/5/16

Sometimes I feel silly

Like a giraffe with a party hat on sliding around the ice 

At the rink.

 

Sometimes I want to hide

Like a shy possum who freezes when you look at her

Fruit falling from thumbs.

 

Other times I am feel graceful

Like pierce-eyed eagle who can pirouette in the sky 

Unafraid.

 

At the moment I’m a kitten,

Curled up in bed, purring thoughts to myself

Almost asleep.

 

-zu

One Poem Every Day 

 

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2 thoughts on “No. 172 “All the Animals I Could Be” – 24/5/16

  1. There’s a very honest tone to this piece, A very humble one as well. I love your connection’s with the animals, and the pure fluidity of each stanza as they converge toward the end. Well done.

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