Brian Strand Poet Light Verse

Fast Food

Up 
    in the sky
on thermals
riding high,
                     a kite;
Out
      from below
looking  to and fro,
three sleepy
                      dormice;
High
         in a tree,
so,so hungry
nestlings,one,two
                      and three,
Straight,
               to their door
today's plat du jour
live rodents
                      galore

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Constance La France November 11, 2019 at 8:19 AM Brian, what a delightful write and I love your layout, it has inspired me ! Brian Strand November 11, 2019 at 9:12 AM Thanks Constance

Andrea Dietrich February 8, 2012 at 5:22 PM FAST food. What a GREAT title for this adorable poem, Brian.(cute format too)