I touched his soft wet cheeks
Prompting him to wake up
It was time for his next feed
Just a little, he opened his eyes
Like a bored cub in a Nirvana pose
Dimpled chubby arms, stretching
High above his baldy head
His body stiffened, but for a moment
Then relaxed
He had not finished his sleep as yet.
This is my entry for the prompt at 2010 November PAD Chapbook Challenge: Day 2
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That was lovely, Pushy.
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I used a line borrowed from you for my pastiche poem time is just a folly kind of thing from the BTP prompt
thank you Pal :))
ReplyDeletethat was a lovely poem u wrote making a collage of all those lines, Briarcat, and I forgot all abt BPT prompt while I was busy celebrating Diwali.Thanks for reminding me :))