This poem was originally published on 4 August 2016.
When I was a little lad, I slipped into the duvet, And hit my head, Against the bed, Yet kept tumbling away. I landed like a lifebuoy, In a sea of green people, But I was blue, And I was strewn, As they stirred an upheaval. I settled on the sand, Like a single wet footprint, To just be washed, My insides sloshed, Like expired peppermint. Then I woke whole, With my heart in my mouth, I cringed, With a twinge, Just to spit it all out. But I ran into a red world, With black shapes raining down, I scuttled, I snuffled, And closed my eyes to get out. I rose pale, perspiring, From the waves of the duvet, I was dripping, I was kicking, But I’d be okay.
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I really enjoyed reading this poem. Thanks for sharing!
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