Pure poetry

Oh,squiggly line in my eye fluid,
I see you there, lurking on the periphery of my vision.

But when I try to look at you, you scurry away.

Are you shy, squiggly line?
Why only when I ignore you do you return to the center of my eye?
Oh, squiggly line, it's all right.
You are forgiven

WHO'S THAT POET? (hint: not me, though I have posted this because I've oft felt this way)
NOTE: You are not allowed to look it up online. That's cheating.


Anonymous November 14, 2007 at 1:03 PM  

First choice Margaret Atwood
2nd choice Joyce Kilmor
3rd choice Hery Blake


Rob & Tina November 15, 2007 at 6:11 PM  

I can't guess because I wanna cheat. I'm going to have to cheat soon and google it.

Jackie S November 15, 2007 at 7:30 PM  

No body likes a cheater, you know

Rob & Tina November 16, 2007 at 5:57 AM  

I know, but at least I'm honest. :)

Rob & Tina November 16, 2007 at 6:00 AM  

Hehehehehheheheh. I just cheated. That's hilarous. I now have an overwhelming urge to eat a bowl of stew. *Grin*

Clare November 16, 2007 at 9:25 AM  

Ogden Nash