Dandelion Rum

I tried to write the blue skies and the brown grass with my pen,
But the page was still so white and the picture still so thin.

I added lines like fire to catch the rays of sun,
The page a fearsome empire, and I a hired gun.

I poured on sand by force and I scribbled in the waves,
But the beach scene was too coarse and it smeared across the page–
If only I could catch it in a hatchet-bearing phrase:

The apple fell like Newton’s and it hit me on the head–
Summer is to Fall what pancakes are to bread.


4 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. sc0pic
    Apr 24, 2014 @ 18:32:05

    This is great!


  2. C.C.
    Apr 28, 2014 @ 17:36:06

    The imagery in this is stunning. Very beautiful.


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