Wednesday, February 11, 2015

the goose and the swan

the goose and the swan
walk slowly by a lake,
the goose think of his son,
the swan thinks of his cake.
.
the day turns dark,
the goose breaks his ankle,
the swan contacts the duck,
and they decide to stay at Motel Frankle.
.
sleeping on a haystack,
The goose has a heart attack,
the swan dreams of white clouds,
the duck goes underwater,
swimming off his fat from McDonalds.


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written for   Hyde Park Poetry

image credit: google.com




16 comments:

Jeanne Elena Owen-Mihaltses Henneberry said...

this is relaxing.

Mary Bruce Leopold Holm Reed said...

life shall be that easy.

Linda Eugenia Denise Brin Korbetis said...

beautiful story.

Marcie Barack Lankford Ramsey Constantin said...

lovely metaphor.

Rachel Gloria Mayer Walsh Schapiro said...

nice, we do need to swim off our fat from some food industries.

Anonymous said...

a lovely fantasy.

Sheila Todd Julio Hallelujah Monduwan said...

delightful.

Baylee Zach Layton Flecher Pichette said...

it is good to think easy and
let people find joy in your words.

Stephan Peter Carl Victor Hudson said...

the goose and the swan have fun here.

Sasha Jenna Gust McCormick Robertson said...

smart metaphors.

Christopher Kerry Scott Sophie Johnson said...

powerful one.

A.B. Thomas said...

I like the Grimm-like feel of the piece

Madeline Terry Camille Nat Brownback said...

like it.

Benji Barratt Clark Twohill Sullivan said...

wonderful...

Layne Gerald Wade Cutts Hansen said...

incredible.

Sheryl David Tanya Page Raun said...

very nice.