Thursday, April 12, 2012

National Poetry Month: Day Twelve

Lost

I looked everywhere for the poem today.
Twice I thought I saw it
out of the corner of my eye
but it was gone
scurried under the couch before
I could turn my head.

I will leave a bowl of food out
tonight.

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

i like this one, kinda brautigan meets collins

MaxDude said...

Kind of reminds me of Catties..
It's wonderful.
Maybe you could help me think of better adjectives to describe your poems? :P

Alexa said...

A perfect description of my search for my enthusiasm, lol. It's there, I know it is. It's just hiding behind lack of sleep and chores and, currently, these damn crutches!