Leonard Taormina Poet Rhyme

Are You Laughing

Excessive with assumptions; 
They quibble all amongst them.
And the cox’s have all but crowed for day; 
But their hoping they may play.
    And the chickens with their golden straws; 
    They’re digging with their claws
    Scratching signs of peace on earth; 
    As they hide their shadows girth.
And the slingers learned to draw their guns; 
But they’re often on the run;
But the seekers love to stay intense; 
While hanging from the fence.
    And I am but a ricochet;
    Bouncing off the sounds;
    Because of all the things I’ve ever heard;
    They can sometimes be absurd;

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Elizabeth Wesley July 23, 2011 at 8:54 PM A fascinating story with that special touch!

Michelle Mac Donald June 24, 2011 at 7:48 AM Great imagery, Leonard! One can feel them bouncing off the walls. Lots happening here. A wild enough subject to tackle with this tamed and colourful approach. Love "chickens with their golden straws....":) Amazingly well concieved write, Lenny!! Best wishes, Mikki Leonard Taormina June 24, 2011 at 12:26 PM Mikki; hum off the wall is how I often feel about people who continually try and act all Pretentious. Anyway thanks for taking the time to read and comment by now you must know it's appreciated my dear friend.