Big Foot

Gigantic footprints there on the beach So big that a dozen men could stand in each Yet what made these footprints did not simply stand But went every which way all over the sand The emperor came and because he was wise He noticed the footprints were not fossilised Nor in a straight line for they’re trod all about He asks for some quiet to figure it out And things become clear when he talks again Is Gulliver practicing waltz again?

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Lindsay Laurie

Date: 8/22/2021 11:41:00 PM

Hello Terry ... the brewers waltz wasn't mentioned was it - thank you Terry - Lindsay

Tom Cunningham

Date: 8/14/2021 2:52:00 PM

Lol, either practising his waltz or just drunk. Tom

Terry Flood
Date: 8/14/2021 3:50:00 PM

Ah, but those Lilliputian drinks are tiny! Cheers, Tom.

Rico Leffanta

Date: 8/14/2021 11:48:00 AM

"Ah, za plot sickens!"

Terry Flood
Date: 8/14/2021 3:52:00 PM

I don’t know who he thought he was gonna waltz with, Rico. Terry

L Milton Hankins

Date: 8/14/2021 9:48:00 AM

Ah, such a good one. I was taken aback by the last line, totally unexpected. I love a poem with a surprise ending, and this is an exceptional one, Terry.

Terry Flood
Date: 8/14/2021 3:54:00 PM

Thanks, Milt. Wasn’t sure if it worked, so posted it anyway, glad you enjoyed. Terry