Michelle Pryor Poet Shape

My Box

i put my favorite things in this black
                                box....10 pretty stones from my nice
                                auntie junes garden outside 5 pretty
                                leaves that have not died after three
                                months.. i check on them every day

                                i woke up today to check on them...
                                i took a good look and seven of my
                                stones where gone         i asked my
                                sister have she               seen them
                                she told me to                 look at my
                                box and i saw the hole so where are
                                my stones.they where in the dresser
where they fell when my sis bumped it.im so glad i found them but now i have to get a new
box......

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Debbie Guzzi November 14, 2009 at 2:32 PM very nice poem it is a SHAPE poem because it's about what you use the box for and what's in the box and not about the box...if all the discription was about the box..then it would be a concrete verse..anyway it GREAT! Light & Love