Tuesday, September 9, 2008

A bird flew
straight into me 
and died.

My becoming 
invisible
grows
 
from persons
to animals

7 comments:

Crafty Green Poet said...

ouch!

good one.

Katie said...

So sad, yet so humorous. I like it!

ozymandiaz said...

for some reason I feel this one

Pam said...

I really like the black humor is this poem. Sad but so many of us find it to be true. I'm here from PWB.

The Storialist said...

Wow. This is wonderful.

Ron ODaniels said...

It's an art to capture a moment with just a few words and I have enjoyed this poem and most of the poems on your site. Thank you

Still hopeful... said...

Excellent.