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RATS AND CATS

"RATS AND CATS"
Margaret Ann Waddicor 1st November 2010.

Rats and cats and cricket bats
thunder under beds
threads of curtains fraying
praying monks and ancient trunks
kangeroos and elephants

straws and reeds and chanted creeds
shouts and pouts and awesome deeds
sounds of rumbles children tumble
tummies up and bottoms down
rolling round and round the town
acting like a silly clown

lifes a joke a bicycle spoke
spinning with the earth
sometimes full of mirth
other times a dread
so let that be said.

 

Feeling slightly(!)absurd this morning
it just was like that a bit of child-like rubbish
to cough up in the morning. Nordic cloud.

About This Poem

Style/Type: Free verse

About the Author

Region, Country: Oslo and Flatdal, Norway., NOR

Favorite Poets: Too daunting this.

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scribbler

14 years 8 months ago

rats

A big smile over this whimsical bit of work......scribbler

mand

mand

14 years 8 months ago

Hello Ann

As i was reading I was smiling, I could imagine you freely letting your thoughts go and I enjoyed riding along with you.

Well done Ann

Love Mand xxxxx

Nordic cloud

Nordic cloud

14 years 8 months ago

"Right you are"

As my father used to say, I don't here that phrase so much any more, do you in Australia?

I agree although I spoil Xena's nice comment with the bats, thank you Xena.

Yes its fun to 'onomat' oneself sometimes and forget the subject matter playing with the sounds of words and finding fun juxtapositions of idea tumbling from the mind letting it dance invisibly in spirit!

Takk judyanne, and my love annanya.

Bonitaj

Bonitaj

14 years 8 months ago

Ann!

You know I only do "STORM und DRANG"! so this was a little like a hiccup for me! Fun and frothy!
Cheers

Nordic cloud

Nordic cloud

14 years 6 months ago

AAw takk for the comments

One and aaaaall, one has fun with bits like this,
its like playing ping pong, the tack tack sound,
and the lilt give one a feeling of dancing words.

Love to all Ann.