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Jan 24, 2025
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Penguins
it’s hard to single
heroes out
they all look much
the same to us
black and white
formal dress
Marxist maybe
Chaplinesque
they tramp the end
of the world
cock their heads
as if they heard
something muffled
on the wind
spectators chuckle
when they spin
dads take their turn
while mothers fish
to bear the egg
and brave the lash
with dignity
that moves
en masse
About This Poem
Editing Stage: Editing - polished draft
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5 months ago
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Ruby Lord
5 months ago
Brilliant, funny and made me
Brilliant, funny and made me smile this morning. Thank you. Ruby xx
Lavender
5 months ago
Penguins
Hello, Ray,
Really like the form and rhythm to this - the sensation of marching. I also enjoy the word "Chaplinesque" as it adds so much to the imagery in the poem. Very clever!
L
Ray Miller
5 months ago
Penguins
Thanks both. I love penguins.