Thursday, September 11, 2008

Accidental poem (updated).

I see some geese.
There's three of them.
They're in a line
like soldiers are.

(On the way to school this morning.)

UPDATE: Stanza addded by Pookie (see comments).

Like soldiers are,
they're in a line.
I dearly hope
they make it home.


4 comments:

pookie said...

Second stanza:

Like soldiers are,
they're in a line.
I dearly hope
they make it home.

(By pookie, while eating a ham sandwich.)

kompoStella said...

aawww... :-)

Hugh said...

Brilliant, Pookie!

pookie said...

Thanks. Call it "intra-generational collaborative poetry" and V and I can start our own journal (to be entitled "V and I"). Most academic journals have, say, 3 or 4 regular readers worldwide anyhoo, right?