Poetry blogging class: first poem

Puddle

A puddle of rain:
Family of small creatures
lives there. You can see
water rainbows at your feet.
Gone! Your legs like weapons killed.

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4 thoughts on “Poetry blogging class: first poem

  1. Years ago I was walking in a park with my 5 year old son, early in the morning. For some reason he looked down at his feet. Tiny frogs were leaping in the grass. a couple had got stuck to the velcro on his trainers. We had crushed some without realising it. We were devastated. I try to be more careful now, but it is impossible not to damage some creatures too small to see.

    I like the way this reads, and I like the message it contains.

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