Monday, July 9, 2007

Of Pond Life

I pardoned myself
into a duck
and quickly
learned to swim.

She said I wasn't
a very good one,
So I turned away
and flew south
for the winter.


ozymandiaz said...

Only fly south durring rabbit season or Elmer Fudd will get ya.

Crafty Green Poet said...

I enjoyed this - especially the second stanza, very sad somehow.