This barrel-boy is wearing baggy slacks,
surrounded by dolls and each with a colourful tongue.
Toys are laying parallel in beauty
at nighttime lined upon his bedroom floor - guardians.
Outside, the treetops echo calls of doves
but he is chanting only of food he likes.
Food is love, food is life, breath leads to food!
Pillows are friendly and he lays him down a smiling head.
love that last line
ReplyDeleteThis is really quite moving. I love the imagery of his toys standing watch...
ReplyDeleteSweet vignette.
ReplyDeleteVery touching, and very well written!
ReplyDeleteHeartfelt Poetry
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ReplyDeletelove it - personal and universal
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