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Little Goat So Frail

I'm in love with this little goat so small and pale, frightened and frail-- afraid of his own shadow. Note his nervous hooves. When cool winds blow he ducks his head, heads for his shed by the church house in the meadow.

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Mark Koplin

Date: 7/25/2022 8:34:00 AM

I do like goats, especially fainting goats.

Carol Louise Moon
Date: 7/25/2022 8:54:00 AM

Thank you, Mark. Yes, I saw those fainting goats on TV. Amazing how they just get up and get running again after fainting.

Jennifer Fenn

Date: 8/3/2021 8:49:00 PM

I’m in love with the little goat too just by reading this. Sounds adorable!

Carol Louise Moon
Date: 8/4/2021 8:56:00 PM

Hi Jennifer, Good to hear from you, and I'm so glad you liked my poem. Although this little guy is a figment of my imagination I'd love to own a sweet little goat like him. Then, maybe Barkley would have a playmate.

Susan Ashley

Date: 7/12/2021 6:12:00 PM

Dear Carol Louise, I am enchanted by the magic that spills from your sweet and gifted pen. Such a precious rhyme, I'm in love with this little goat too! :)) I especially loved; "he ducks his head/ heads for his shed" - your clever artistry delights and your poem's rhythm captivates. Your vivid imagery is so very endearing, my inspiring friend. Warmest wishes and hugs.. ~Susan

Carol Louise Moon
Date: 7/14/2021 10:18:00 AM

Thank you, dear Susan, for your appreciation of my poem. I believe this form was called the Onda Mel, but I couldn't find much about it on the internet. It seems to be the right combo of syllabic count and line length to make for the nice rhythm and sentimentality of a poem. Hugs to you, my dear poetry friend. Carol Louise