Walking Stick
i hang on the
wall next to the door you might not know by looking
i am celebrating i
am here again this year a walking stick i am
you can watch me for
hours and may not see a thing i am a tawny brown
i celebrate my
existence i am a walking stick just hanging around
November 5, 2015
6 comments:
A small visitor. How cool! You are the third poet writing about encounters with insects lately. I love it!
The tranquility of a stick bug!!
Its a refreshing piece which I enjoyed.
excellent.
I don't think we have stick bugs around here... such poetic words. Thank you for leaving such wonderful comments at my blog posts.
I do have a ladybug hanging/flying around...love your image of zoom out little thing
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