I’ve words I’ve wisdom,
I’ve songs and tunes to play
But do you know my little brown friend?
They don’t have heed to pay
Do you know they do not hear me?
When I sing in joy or pain,
Or when I scream, or I shout,
It’s all in vain; insane!
My dear little brown friend,
Thank god you do not walk,
I’m glad you sit here all day,
And let me sing and talk.
-June 13, 2007
Author notes
I've used option 1, picture inspiration.
In a list
A contest entry
- several options to get you thinking, photos and lyrics by shelbyxx.
450 points, ended June 28, 2007, 8 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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This is the first entry I read, which means that on some level, when I read all of the following entries I will be gauging them on how well they rate compared to this one.
I could not have hoped for a nicer first entry. The title you have given to the bear, "my little brown friend" is one of my favourite focal points. Thank you for entering!
Brieya
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thanks for the comment. I appreciate your views.
good wishes
SR
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This is great. I ike how you have used the picture...
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thanks for the comment. I'll read you soon.
good wishes
-Neha
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Very impressive. I liked the flow of the second stanza, the ending in particular. Funny little poem, and so true, so true.
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Dear Michael,
thanks a lot for your comment. I appreciate your views on my verse.
good wishes
-Neha
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